I draw the people I hate at school. I hear the gossip, I hear the lies but I draw what my own eyes see. And I see the embarrassing, devastating, beautiful secrets my peers all try to hide. I have quite the collection of their paradoxes; a sketchbook full of costumes and lies... Until the most popular boy, and my most hated, happens upon my misplaced book of secrets. ***** Alys is a wallflower. She is faceless, voiceless... and she is free. Being nothing more than an ever-shifting shadow is an art she mastered long ago. It's one that allows her to sketch the oblivious people around; drawing their true lives without ever being seen. The art within her pages is extraordinary; Alys' hands having the ability to create perfect renditions of the world around. HER version of the world. Yet her fingers tighten upon each pencil; the dark remnants of her past still haunting her. So, she hides her true ability behind a quiet wallflower's eyes. No one must see, no one must know. For her past is all SHE knows. Within her school there is another student she despises the most; a wolf hidden amongst a flock of sheep. Hayden; the boy loved and adored by those around him. Hayden; the monster who secretly hated them all. She never wanted to meet him. She never wanted to have to interact with ANY of them, but that all changed when her friend is accused of a crime she did not commit in a flurry of senior pranks gone wrong. In the chaos Alys faces afterwards, she accidentally leaves her condemning book behind. Who else would find it but Mr. Popular; the devil who fakes it all? Hayden has found the most interesting obstacle, a girl who can see anyone for what they truly are- even him. And with art so beautiful, so breathtaking... so dangerous, he entices Alys with a proposition she can't refuse. She would be his puppet, to do as he bid, and he would help her get her revenge... his revenge. And in what better form than a mural at graduation? One that might not be as it seemed.

|COMPLETED| Her name says it all. Rage Falls. Always one to get angry, Rage was also one to get even. And why wouldn't she? With powers unlike the world had ever seen, Rage was ready to show everyone how they made her feel. \\ Original RHHEA Rankings: #1 in Fantasy #2 in General Fiction #6 in Action #13 in Paranormal #68 in Humor #142 in Teen Fiction Winner of the CommunityHub Awards in Action and Adventure! Runner Up of the Island Awards in Fantasy!

A brisé in ballet is an intricate combination of moves but the literal translation means broken. Victoria Sherwood has a list of obligations over a mile long but it isn't until her parent's latest demand that she finally begins to crack under the pressure. This time they've asked to much from her. It's beyond what she's willing to even fake. It's beyond her will to survive. Tori finds herself on a ledge. She would do anything to escape her parents latest demand and it isn't until she meets an odd group of friends that she realizes maybe she has more options than she thought. Maybe she doesn't have to choose between obeying her parents and her will to live. She doesn't really know who these guys are or why they are there. They would have her believe it was a small twist of fate. A coincidence if you will but the more Tori gets to know them the more she realizes that they aren't just normal college guys trying to be nice. They are men on a mission and part of that mission involves bringing to light the very nightmares that brought Tori to a ledge in the first place. When Tori finds out why they are really there will she be able to move past the sting of betrayal and help them or will she be completely broken? Book 1 (Lost Birds) **This story is a fan fiction that was inspired by Cl Stones Academy Series (if you don't know her you should give her a read). The characters and plots in this particular spin off are my own but CL Stone reserves the rights to the Academy. Trigger Warnings: Violence, Self-Harm/Suicide content discussion, Sexual Content (if we're lucky), Abuse, Blood, Mental illness.

{Completed} A lost soul in a sea of anguish and confusion, Sang floats alone, and the treacherous waters around her are starting to consume her; she's beginning to sink. In fact, she's been slowly sinking further and further into those dark depths since she was a child--ever since the abuse began. Ever since her voice was stolen by her stepmother-a jealous, envious woman who wanted what Sang Sorenson had-what the evil woman hadn't: a voice like an angel. Sang's voice is gone, the only thing she ever truly cherished. And she's starting to drown in the waters that have been rising rampantly inside her chest, but can she be saved? Is there hope for a rescue boat? Can a group of nine handsome, loving, charismatic boys be the reason Sang Sorenson rises to the surface? Will they be her life jacket, or an anchor to drag her further into the profound depths below? Can the bird without a voice finally sing once again? ❤ This is an Academy fanfic. I don't own any of these characters. They are all creations of the amazing C.L. Stone, and they all belong to her. Though, you don't have to read 'The Academy' series to understand this book. It can definitely be read as a stand-alone. ❤ Warning! Be warned, there is mature content in this book (i.e. most likely sexual content, swearing, and abuse). So, if you're uncomfortable with that, then don't read this. Also, this book will get worse before it gets better. (It starts off pretty sad.) But there is a happy ending and LOTS of love! 😉😁

°.✩┈┈∘*┈. Ophelia Blake. A lone wolf and a punching bag. Both phrases describe her well. But she didn't choose these titles. They were forced onto her since she was a child. She thinks of herself as these things. But maybe nine boys and one girl can change her mind and make her see that she is so much more. ┈*∘┈┈✩.° 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑡 . . . "Don't you know it's a bad idea to drink coffee for your breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Perhaps some pancakes would be better." Kota suggested, his emerald gaze sweeping over the disgraceful mess in front of him with a calm demeanor as if he wasn't currently on the wrong side of town in a house with roaches near a girl who could have gotten him killed. Ophelia snorted, the coffee she was drinking traveling up the wrong pipe. She threw her body over the side of the sink and spit out the hot beverage. Startled eyes found his after a moment a moment of silence that filled the room after her near death experience. "What in the backwater fuck are you doing here?" She screeched, hands taking a napkin from the stack on the counter and roughly drying the spittle from her lips. Kota shrugged from his position on the couch, a nonchalant action that didn't seem to fit the worried concern floating around in his eyes. "You haven't been to school in three days." He stated, no question in the tone of his voice. The girl hugged herself and sighed. "Best three days of my life and I'm trying to make it four so if you would please..." She gestured to the door but the boy stayed seated. Ophelia sighed. "Yeah, knew that was coming." Kota's posture changed instantly as he watched her fractured movements with care, taking notice of her limp. The brunette cringed. Guess she had some explaining to do. (𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒆) (𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒅 | 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆) (#) (@-𝒘𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕) °•~●°

"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'

COMPLETED. Roe finds love and understanding in a polyamorous relationship with 3 boys after her relationship with her mother falls apart. Ivan, Alexei and Mikhail bring problems of their own including a dangerous gang and grief-filled pasts. The four confront their demons and unresolved conflicts to grow as individuals and find peace within each other. #Loveislove #Innerbeauty Runner Up-The Sunset Awards 3rd Place-Heavenly Awards *Updated every 4-5 days A Wattpad Pick (High School Hijinks)

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

There is no heart colder, no lust stronger, than that of a demon. ROMINA lived a docile life inside of her father's massive estate. With only her mother and the maids to keep her company, she grew up on the principle of solitude. Naïve, young and quiet, she was hidden from all eyes but one. AZIEL was a brooding man with a job to do. Invited into his colleague's home, he encounters a young woman. So sweet, so beautiful, so innocent...she was ripe for the picking, and Aziel was ready for a taste. Romina's father had always set rules in place to protect her from men. But Aziel was no man. MATURE UNEDITED COMPLETE 1 million reads December 1st, 2021. #1 in seduction #1 in sexscenes #1 in incubus #1 in demon #1 in kinky #11 in tragedy #11 in protective ib: your next door incubus, Jane Eyre, Beg For It