"Why do you like the rain so much?" "It reminds me that I'm still alive." (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction) Copyright to Ashley Royer. All things written by Ashley Royer unless otherwise stated. Not affiliated with 5 Seconds of Summer or any other characters mentioned. THIS IS NOT THE FULL BOOK. The full book is published with changed names and can be bought wherever books are sold. AVAILABLE NOW WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD. The published version has added chapters and everything has been edited.

I died. That's all there is to say. At least, that's what I thought. My name was Jen, I was a regular person. Then, there was an accident and I ended up dead. But then, I was given a second chance. They gave me another life, but with one catch. I had to become popular. Sounds easy, right? Well, you just wait. As soon as you think you've got it down, life throws you a curveball. A/N: Spinoff of Neonlights1404's book, The Day I Died *Disclaimer* I did not write The Day I Died, this is just a spinoff *Another Disclaimer* I did not purposely copy off Living Barbie, I just had the same idea

❝I know love can be as pointless as it is to Nancy, and perhaps even as revolting as it is to Bill Sikes, but for me, I don't think it would be half as bad with you.❞ Somehow he always knew he was hers, He just needed a reason to believe it was true. ◈◈◈ A girl who loved reading, A boy who lost hope, A story on how two different people can connect in ways they never knew. Because fear isn't just a word, Love isn't just an emotion, Forever isn't just a promise, And Rose McLean isn't just a regular girl.

"Are you a virgin?" "Sir, is that appropriate?" ____

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

Autumn looked out her window, at the oak tree that was in the middle of her backyard. The limbs were big enough to climb on. She always imagined sneaking out of her house, using the tree as her accomplice but she never had an opportunity to do so. The best pictures are the ones taken at night. With or without a flash. And with someone to come with you. * * * * * Thank you to @thinkingfingers- for making this cover! Highest Ranking: General Fiction #150

There was nothing I could do as she held her hand out to Ellie and led her off into this glow. I was frozen, suspended, unable to do anything, not even move my eyes. And because of this, I couldn't scream. I couldn't cry. I wanted to move. I wanted to move. I wanted. To move. And I did. -- Angels are not religious figures. They are their own species. Aliens, in fact, ones that have adapted to control every aspect of their body after years of unpleasant surprises while trying to find a permanent home. They have also finally been able to find a place to call home. Well, they more created it. Mockingly called 'Eden', Angels live here and flourish, where everything slows down. You can't do anything much, here, and you don't progress, but it gives you a pleasant feeling, one that makes you want to stay. Angels bring crippled humans here, so they can last forever, and be happy. But Amelia is a stubborn girl, and she will not have her sister taken from her.

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes is a collection of twelve stories written by Arthur Conan Doyle featuring his famous detective.

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

After getting her heart broken, she decides to email her ex- but she does not send it. Little did she know, he does the same thing. Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved.