what if one day you finally decided enough was enough? what if you thought that being gone would be amazing? what if. what if? that's what we say all the time. "what if this?" "what if that?" god. when do we learn?

"Since I was younger, I'd been labelled weird, strange, and my personal favourite, abnormal. Everyone we knew, knew it and I was always aware of the looks I got behind my back. Some people didn't even try to hide it, but it didn't bother me anymore because being "normal" is more of a perspective if you think about it. What even is normal? The word itself has always confused me. Are there several types of normal? How do we know what's normal and what isn't? Who decides that eating cheese and jam sandwiches with a side dip of barbeque sauce isn't normal! I personally think it's very normal, and very tasty. So far, the only one who I know that thinks it's unusual is my mum. The thing is, the one thing I know that everyone agrees on is that Marny Banks is NOT normal, though I really wish I was. Life just seems to be so much easier for the other, normal people. It's been years since I was even considered normal. All my classmates noticed that I was different and that led to a whole lot of bullying, which ended up with me being home-schooled. Oh my gosh, by now you probably think I'm an alien. I've been describing things like I have an extra pair of arms, or I've grown a tail or I actually like Jaffa-cakes and/or Bounties. In my opinion, THAT's what you call abnormal. But no, I don't do or have any of them. I have a voice. Well obviously, everyone has a voice, but I have a voice in my head. Except he's so much more than a voice, his name is Irk and he's my very best friend, and he's been since I was very young. I've grown up with him by my side and I don't know what I would do without him. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- First book, please give feedback, vote and follow !!! READ AUTHORS NOTE!

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He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

[COMPLETED] "Theodore?" He snaps his head back to me and gives me a small smile. "Where have you come from?" I repeat myself. "Bad people." He mumbles and shuffles closer to me. "Safe here?" I pursed my lips and then nodded my head. "You're safe here." Eden Rose, a successful business owner, finds a strange man in front of her house in the middle of the night. Theodore Thomas was taken as a baby and used as an experiment his whole life. He finally escapes and stumbles across Eden Rose, who he happens to take quite a liking too. #1 in cute on 5th of March #15 in romance on 5th of May #1 in bwwm on 26th of May

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*