❝Love is the one thing that we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space.❞ . . .in which two astronauts discover their love for one another amongst the stars. Highest ranking: #1 in fanfiction as of 5/26/18 DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Martian or any plot, character, or setting affiliated with The Martian. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights to The Martian go to author Andy Weir and movie director Ridley Scott.

Star has been looking for the answer to her purpose all her life, and when a job offer at Pony Express comes up, she accepts, thinking this new change will solve all of her problems. But there is something hidden in the corridors of the TULPAR, something Star is unsure if she wants to uncover. But as more questions arise, she finds herself wondering who she can really trust. - A daisuke fic because he's my newest fixation - 2 in #ponyexpress ~ 12/31/24 2 in #mouthwashingxreader ~ 2/1/25 1 in #daisukemouthwashing ~ 5/20/25

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 to find Lucy, a homeless girl, hiding from the winter frost in his dad's shed. Elliot's busy, complicated life doesn't permit room for error, and falling in love with a girl from a totally different world sounds like the opposite of a good idea. But Elliot can't help but be drawn to Lucy and her elusive ways--even when she seems to vanish from his life non-stop, each time leaving him with a bigger hole in his heart. But Elliot is determined to break down Lucy's barriers. And when he does, he discovers that her life is more complicated--and dangerous--than he could have imagined. With drafting season approaching, and Elliot's fragile mental health deteriorating, he's forced to face a difficult question: Is first love supposed to hurt so much? *** PLEASE DO NOT ADD THIS STORY TO GOODREADS.

in which a famous football quarterback decided to break up with his girlfriend over the phone. the girl who answered wasn't his girlfriend. • "Hi, this is-" "I want a fucking girlfriend." "..." "..." "Well, as far as I can remember, I'm not an escort." • #30 in Featured as of July 8th 2018 #5 in Light Romance as of June 24th 2018 #1 in Light Romance as of May 14th 2019 #22 in Short Stories as of 26th August 2019

❝ This is the closest I'll ever get to flying. ❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ No one can fully understand the truth ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ behind a girls suicide, unless the girl ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ who jumped actually tells you the full ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ story. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ But that's impossible because she's ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ dead. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ But what if she could tell you why she ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ killed herself? Would you be willing to ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ listen? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Well, I'm Amber Fields. And this is why I ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ jumped. This story describes the ten days before Amber committed suicide. Do not read if you are triggered by suicide or cutting. This story contains a small amount of romance. This is not meant to romanticize suicide in any way. Edited✔️

"You. Have. A. Crush?" one of my best friends looked at me like I was some kind of an alien from outer space. The shock on her face made me regret telling this to her. I then gave her a sheepish smile but honestly, I despised that look on her face or on anybody's face. Hey! I'm a person too. Am I not allowed to have a crush?! "Oh shut up and let her finish!" I silently thanked my other best friend seated next to me. "What?! I thought she didn't have a heart and now look!" Willow replied blatantly. I gave her a look. "Soooo, what's his name?" She leaned forward. I could feel my cheeks heating up as I played with my fingers. "Okay come closer. I'm only going to whisper his name once." With that, the four of us leaned in together and once we did, I whispered his name as softly as possible. Once we pulled back, there was only silence in our group. I quickly looked down to avoid all the stares. Seconds later, Noah was the first to speak. "Alright. I mean I don't know him so I can't judge. He seems decent," he shrugged and smiled at me. "Noah's right. He's cute and he's got manners." Cora added. I sighed and then we all turned to Willow. She was too quiet. Ooops spoke to soon. "WHY HIM?! Of all people?!"

NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON! https://www.amazon.com/dp/1644342758 Please note this version on Wattpad is unedited. SEQUEL TO "The Subway" After the subway incident all Gemma wanted to do was put the past where it belongs. Behind her. It's been five months since Gemma literally had to fight for her life alongside her now boyfriend Archer Daniels on a NewYork subway train where she and Archer, along with all the other passengers aboard the train, were held hostage by five men wearing masks and wielding weapons. Now all Gemma wants to do is get on with her life and forget about everything that happened, and what better way to do that than to take a trip and get away? Not just any trip either. Her senior trip. Gemma and Archer, along with their whole senior class are prepared for their senior trip to Hawaii. A week in Hawaii alongside your boyfriend, bestfriend, and the rest of your graduating class, what could go wrong? The answer is everything. Why? There is one uninvited guess on this trip who has unfinished business to settle with both Gemma and Archer.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️