<<I always wanted to create, but I am made to destroy.>> Ever since that ship sank, Elizabeth has stopped living, if ever she will be asked Why have you changed so much? She would answer: There was a time when I was so happy, I guess all that happiness is over. <<I have longed so much to feel you and I have felt you so far away. >> He longs to live and to dream, his only sin is to have crossed a glance with her, to have looked beyond her eyes.

Sofía henry Una chica solitaria ,con problemas alimenticios ,una chica que solo busca desaparecer,pero quizás el destino no lo quiera haci... Larry wolf Un chico solitario ,drogadicto con ataques de ansiedad ,solo deja su vida en manos del destino El destino tiene muchas jugadas aveces buenas ,aveces malas ,cual será el destino para estos dos chicos

"Seriously, my phone just had to die right now? I wish I'd charged it this morning," A girl with auburn hair falling over her eyes grumbles to herself. I glance around and there's no one in the aisle besides me and her. I make small movements with my pointer finger. "It's turning on? What the fuck? It's at 30 percent? Oh Lord thank you. I don't know how that worked but thank you, thank you." I smile as I pick up my Hershey's and move to the self checkout counter. Now I don't want to boast but that was me. I granted her the wish of having more battery in her phone. How exactly you might ask? Well it's simple. I'm a genie. Pretty cool yeah? And no I'm not some Aladdin's fucking slave or whatever. No hate to Aladdin, but genie's should have rights too. And no I do not live in a lamp. I'm a free genie, which means I can grant anybody anything if I want to.

Querido habitante, ¿sabes cuántas personas aquí tienen historias que contar? Si te cruzaste con alguno de ellos alguna vez, estos relatos te pueden interesar. Bienvenido a las crónicas de Counterville.

¿Quien dijo que despúes de la tormenta sale el sol cuando puede haber un rayo? LIBRO ORIGINAL: Boulevard🌈 =Flor Salvador=

She was fine on her own. But maybe she didn't want to be fine anymore. Maybe she wanted to feel alive. ** Laila Khare: a senior in high school with a pretty good life albeit it lacked any emotion and excitement. She was about to learn how tough life could really get for some people: mental health struggles, immigration issues, genetic differences, and loss were just some of life's many problems. And then she ran into Jai Patel: the infuriatingly observant and hot Gujju boy who just moved in down the street. Laila was about to see just how much color she was lacking in her life before him. Jai was entitled to his own secrets and struggles, however big or small they may be. But maybe he didn't want to keep secrets anymore. Maybe he wanted to show everyone all of his perfect, stunning flaws. Maybe he just needed someone to trust. Something insignificant to one person could be someone else's whole existence. He sure as hell wasn't perfect, but Laila didn't need perfect. She just needed him to open her eyes to all of colors of life, even when he had trouble seeing them himself. ** Best Rankings: #16 in #discoveringyourself #4 in #highschoolsenior ** Cover by: @bookworm_2726

Andrea es una chica con una vida difícil. Las múltiples burlas de sus compañeros de clase y los hirientes maltratos de sus padres la impiden poder tener sueños y algo por lo que luchar. Hasta que un día se cruza con él. Un misterioso chico que siempre tiene una sonrisa en la cara. Desde que se conocieron, Andrea no a parado de sorprenderse con todo lo que a él respecta. Pero sin dudarlo lo que más la impacta es escuchar su alocado trato. 30, esos son los días que tienen que fingir estar juntos para que cada uno obtenga sus propios beneficios. Pero, ¿qué pasará cuando los secretos empiecen a salir a la luz? ¿Y si uno de ellos deja de querer que eso sea solo un simple trato? Si quieres embarcarte en una historia llena de locuras, risas y algún que otro paro cardíaco, no te pierdas: Ahora si, sonríe. .......................................................................... Prohibida cualquier tipo de copia o adaptación.