"The term "Lolita" is used to define a young girl as "precociously seductive...without connotations of victimization". The term derives from Vladimir Nabokov's 1955 novel Lolita, which describes the narrator's sexual obsession and subsequent sexual abuse of a 12-year-old girl named Dolores, whose nickname was Lolita." All she wants is love and affection. And she won't stop until she gets it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wattpad deleted L O L I T A a few months ago because it violated their rules, so I have written a basic storyline of what happened so people aren't so confused when they read L O L A and L O L I T A' S National Anthem.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

It was in essence, pure unadulterated bliss. I found that I was addicted after that, It was like I had been fed for the first time. Destruction, it was a beautiful thing... The story of a dancer's redemption.

These are my thoughts on some philosophical issues that are pertinent to Science Fiction in particular and many other genres as well. This is not a rant. There are some really fine rant authors out there on Wattpad. The ones I like are: @mrcharizard15. His 'The Book of Random Stuff' and 'A Teenager's Rants' are especially interesting and very current. Another excellent writer in this genre is awesomesauce82. His 'Rants 'n stuff is worth checking out, as are many of his stories: Game Over, Smile for me, and 'Herobrine: Takeover' to name a few are really good reads of his.

come one. come all. the circus is in town...

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Every year, for her birthday and Christmas, Lacey would recieve a gift from her grandma, a porcelain doll. Shortly before Lacey's sixteenth birthday, Cathrine, her grandma, passes away, having already sent Lacey one last birthday gift, only this time with a little something extra, a dollhouse. However, this dollhouse is very old and comes with an unknown warning. Poor Lacey may have to suffer the consequences of storing her valuable dolls into this dollhouse.

They live together and share the same passion. Two druggies and lovers are bound to make it or break it. The habit destroys them but together, they make a choice. He loves her dearly but It's either the tension or passion. But she's the pill he takes to live everyday, along with a few other pills.

An acid trip. Fun, right? All Lissa wanted was to show Caden that she wasn't as good as he thought, and maybe hallucinate about dragons in the kitchen or grinning cats in Wonderland. Little did she know she would start liking a new band, wanting to fly, thinking deep thoughts about theoretical physics, and admitting her feelings to the guy who's sure to crush them. Side note: I've never done acid or any type of drugs so I had to do a lot of research for this short story and I hope it's realistic.

❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞