TechnoAnxiety
Technoblade has social anxiety. Need I say more? Hello! This is the continuation. Please remember to vote (and comments make my day) as we want to get it back in the ratings! It's weird seeing a book under my name. Thanks, Cygnus.
Technoblade has social anxiety. Need I say more? Hello! This is the continuation. Please remember to vote (and comments make my day) as we want to get it back in the ratings! It's weird seeing a book under my name. Thanks, Cygnus.
FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is...
Forgiving the unforgiving. Healing the unhealed. Loving the unloved.
My name is Kylie, my parents died in a car accident and I am ugly. Lol
"You're the class nerd, aren't you?" Corey asked me. I get called that a lot. Just because I care about my grades, get my homework done on time, and like going to school doesn't make me a nerd. Right? "I guess." "Do you think you could help me with my homework?" What? The bad boy just asked me to do his homework? "Yea...