Dakota Beckett is ever the optimistic. She strongly believes that everything happens for a reason, even if she does not know what that reason is. When her whole world comes crashing down around her, literally, she still manages to think positively and keep a good head on her shoulders. Life is all about moving forward, a quote and lifestyle that her parents have always taught her growing up. After one terrible accident and a miracle, Dakota is more alive than ever. The death of her parents has hit her hard, but the family motto stays present in her mind, reminding her to just keep going. With her cousin and a new friend, Dakota finds it a little easier to deal with her new self. cover by: @sighstiles

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

"I'll kiss you here," Harry said pointing to Alicia's lips and then his finger trailing down her neck. Harry saw her close her eyes and he couldn't help but smirk. She was just too innocent. "And then...." she breathes. "And then...." Harry hums and presses his body against hers. "I will do this." Harry puts both his hands in her hair and crashes their lips together. After several seconds he pulls back, gives himself a head shake and smiles at his student. "Thats it for now." With that Harry strides away from her, but that wouldn't be the last time.

[✓] (Drama Class sequel) ∥ What are the chances of meeting your former lover after two years? Not that small, in fact. But what if you have to share the same workplace as them? Copyright © 2013-2014 by funkystyles

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

After four years Anastasia returns home to find that the boy she once knew was no longer there. In his place stands a cold, arrogant, mysterious man. His flawless looks, and billionaire statues is enough to make him every girl's dream, be he quickly becomes Anastasia's worst nightmare. As push comes to shove, Anastasia tries even harder to figure out what changed the man that was once her best friend. He holds secrets that she desperately wants to get out. But will she realize too late that secrets are hidden for a reason?

One girl and another , From Two different worlds Two boys and a girl ,Who knows what they do?! One boy ruined a girl’s life One boy changes a girl’s life It’s all a twist It’s all an unexpected change Read to know what happened to these girls and these boys Read their life getting twisted

[✓] ∥ It all happened in a split second. One moment I was on his back, and the next one I was lying on the ground, watching the man who would be responsible for my possible disabilities run away. The woman was sitting and had her back against a near-by wall, and from what I could see, her eyes were wide and she was shaking. I would be too, if I wasn't paralyzed. Literally. A few hours later, well, just about 20 seconds in reality, she slowly stood up and observed me with horror in her eyes for a few moments. I looked back at her, seeing as that was the only thing I could do to let her know I was still alive. "Dear lord, child, what have you done?" She whispered, looking down at me. "I need..." I could barely choke the words out. "I need you to call the ambulance." Copyright © 2014 by funkystyles

Imagine going to the mall with your best friends on an ordinary girls' day out. Now imagine there's a small gas leakage and everyone is forced to exit the building? And what if a snowstorm hits preventing anyone to come in or out of the mall? Now what if you and your friends didn't make it in time and realize all the doors are locked and you guys are trapped inside. Scared out of your minds, you realize there's no way out and you have to deal with the fact that you're gonna have to stay in this mall until the blizzard passes over. But what if you guys aren't the only ones trapped? What if a certain British/Irish boyband are trapped with you? Let the story begin....