A young girl is forced to live a lie when her father dies suddenly, leaving her at the mercy of strangers.

She finds kindness in her new surroundings, and falls in love with someone she vowed to hate.  But will her love survive when he finds out the truth, and in a time and place where predjudice reigns?

A single mother is determined to give her sons a father for christmas even if it means reopening old wounds.

Monique Harrington loves her family. She and her husband Mark's relationship is founded on the basis of love, honesty, and respect. Everything was supposed to go off smoothly during this year's Christmas Week get together. But when she begins to suspect Mark of cheating, secrets are revealed, demons are unleashed, pasts are unraveled and hearts are broken. Can she and Mark remember that they still have a promise to keep? This is a response to BlackMamba's Holiday challenge.

Melanie's life was finally coming together. Her business was thriving and she is engaged to be married in two weeks on Christmas Eve. Everything is wonderful,easy and uncomplicated until her past walks through the door.

** This is a fanfic for the BBC series 'Merlin', that I fell in love with.** Arthur and Gwen fall under a spell that was meant for someone else, and its effects have a ripple effect on those around them.

Savannah "Savvy" Townsend suddenly hates Christmas and it's all thanks to a man, a Christmas Carol, and an elf costume.  Connor Bartley has finally decided to come home and take over the Eastern Division of his family department store chain, Bartley Department Stores.  Sparks fly between the two and as their sexual attraction brings them something more than what they bargained for, as well as a Christmas that they will never forget.

December Writers Challenge

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One Life to Live 

Evangeline Williamson is a brilliant attorney with a pragmatic approach to life and who always tried to do the right thing when it came to her clients and her job.  But it all come crashing down after her most notorious client, Todd Manning, is found guilty and later exonerated of a crime he didn’t commit. Her career and reputation gasping at death’s door, Evangeline accepts Todd’s offer to become chief counsel for Buchanan Enterprises, a company he’s recently acquired through a hostile takeover.  

The pay is substantial and the perks keep coming.  But there’s no client more demanding than Todd Manning and two years later Evangeline has had enough of living his chaotic life instead of her own. She tells him as much and gives him two weeks notice to find a replacement, forcing Todd to realize just how desperate he is to keep her in his life—not only as his attorney but as the woman who’s stolen his heart.

There's no such thing as Santa Claus

An Evil Dead Fic

Devin Malloy left the life she knew to take care of more important things. But soon her new job launches her into the middle of the world she'd given up, where you keep your friends close and your enemies closer.

Disclaimer: All characters and original storyline are the property of Renee Banks. I am in no way associated with the creators of any media franchise included in the story. No copyright infringement is intended.

Meet Ryan a dreamer whose dreams-life has been on hold for some time now, and is starting to believe that love; love is only for fairytales and dreams are just for kids...

That’s until Mr. Right, a shy northerner with a heart stopping smile, stumbles into her life and waltzes into her heart. Enters her old crush, the Lady’s Man that never really noticed her but that’s okay, because he’s not the one who gives her butterflies anymore, or so she thought…

But what happens when Mr. Right is just right for now and not the one she always dreamed of?

Has life put love on reserve, again?

Or has her prince charming always been there and he’s just now noticing her…

 "love is a battle in which there are no winners... only casualties."

I have always been alone and that was all I knew how to be. My mother and father only showed up on two occasions: my dreams and my nightmares. In my dreams, they were normal people who worked nine-to-five jobs. They were always there when I needed someone to talk to. We lived in a suburban area where all the neighbors watched me grow up. We were average people in my dreams, but in my nightmares, the truth came out. My mother was a city prostitute with a drug addiction. She slept with numerous men; consequently, my father had a name or a face. For all I know, he was just a quick [ rendevous ] to help her habit. I have bounced around from different foster homes, never finding a place that I was truly happy with or that was ever happy with me.