90Doktor Bizarro's Bookshelf of Horrors » by Jave Harron Your future overlord, the second rate supervillain Dr. Bizarro, shares his opinions of horrible books. From the trainwrecks of modern writing to the gutters of history, no standard is too low. Now, Herr Doktor reads a combination of historical fantasy and police thriller set in Japan.

35 You're in my seat by starlit x sky "You're in my seat." I glanced up, about to reply that you didn't have assigned seating in the school library. But this person was a male, a male sixth former and a fit one at that. Still, I wasn't going to move. And he couldn't make me. Right? ONESHOT

41 The Cleaner by Jesra14 Anton was really good at fixing things and cleaning up messes. He was what my father liked to call a good man, even if he was a little rough around the edges with slightly loose morals. That was why I called him. Our children are going to love that story.

1 Headspace by Sleepzombie When you are Nobody, where do you go? When you are Nowhere, how did you get there?

153 Why no one reads your story? » by concerto49 Think you've got a good story but no one's reading them? Here's a list of reasons why.

15 Teeth by Cheeseraptor5 Tear your lover inside out.

9The Beefs » by Pink Cigarette My beefs with society. Everything from New Year resolutions, Twilight, the one reason I'd ever get a sex change, piddle on toilets seats, and teenage dating to... well... just about everything else. An ongoing series.

7 Rare Object by Lyrredd A musing on heroines in present literature or literature past. How has their appearance changed, and their personalities as well? What is a girl to do if she doesn't fit the mould? Short essay, but possibly thought provoking.

83 Pretty Boy by Sakurelle Black-haired, blue-eyed Aiden just HAD to be my type, just HAD to tease and flirt with me, just HAD to follow me home from school, and I would have resisted him still...if he hadn't pushed me back against the wall and started kissing me. Oneshot.

3 Ash by DrowningFish123 A contemporary poem. I was riding the bus and saw an albino boy who caused my mind to go into poetic frenzy. This is the outcome.