Estelle Richards' parents don't celebrate Christmas. She doesn't feel like she's missing out on anything - she's just used to it by now. After a tragedy convinced her to follow her parents to New York about a year and a half ago, she's spent her previously outgoing life in the quiet. And she likes it. She likes it a lot. Noel Pearson is only tolerable on the subject of two things: his younger sister and Christmas. Since the latter is rushing up to meet them, he's determined to put on his brightest smile. But when he hears that there's a freshman girl who has never had a Christmas in her entire life, he decides that she's his next challenge. There's just one problem: he's got less than a month. Can he really teach Estelle Richards how to love Christmas in just twenty-five days? ▲▼▲▼▲▼▲▼▲ Warning: this is a cute, cliché Christmas story. Read at your own risk! ChickLit #30 [02.12.14] Teen Fic #210 [18.12.14]

It’s 1999, and curvy funny girl Evianna Moore is about to celebrate her 99th birthday. But rather than the wrinkled nanna she should rightfully be, Evi appears to be only 30 years old. She has a medical condition, which means she does not age. Her hidden condition is rare, feared and misunderstood by most of the world, and Evi is used to living on the fringes of life, never able to make truly deep connections. When she meets Matt, a sexy and enigmatic city mayor, her heart begins to dream of the life they might share together in the new millennium. But will Matt discover her secret? And can love can survive when it can never age evenly?

Even if she failed at life, at least she knew the perfect peanut butter to banana ratio. --- Awesome sauce cover by @JustCallMePicklez

Ruby Miller has her summer all planned out. Sitting by the pool. Babysitting for some extra cash. Packing for college. All of that changes when a fan video Ruby and her best friend, Iris, create goes viral gaining their little fansite a ton of hits and the attention of the big wigs in Hollywood. Ruby and Iris fall into the world of actors, movie sets, teen stars and elusive artists. Not only is their friendship put to the test when Ruby's cast in the lead role of the newest zombie flick, she must straddle the line between fiction and reality, love and lust, and being true to herself.

When an 18 year-old Marine replies to an email meant for an advice columnist, the girl on the other end can't help but be hooked on his every word. Wes Lee, a US Marine on leave, is the accidental recipient of an email intended for an advice columnist. Even though he knows he shouldn't, Wes can't stop himself from answering the sender's cry for help. Morgan Mayfield, the high school senior who sent the email, is more than startled to received Wes's reply. But what he says to her resonates, and his advice might be just the thing she needs to break free from the life she hates.

Annie Cresta is an uptight and anxious college junior scrambling to find an apartment. Her last resort is Finnick Odair, a laid-back bad boy senior looking for someone to split the rent. Annie and Finnick both need each other, so they try to work it out. It might just take a few rules. *Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic The Hunger Games reading list.*

*CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN W/ EXTENDED CHAPTERS, GRAMMAR AND SPELLING CORRECTIONS, AND PLOT HOLE FILLERS (ONLY CH 1-15 COMPLETED)* The war against the Empire is finally over...however, young Luke Skywalker's journey isn't over yet. What happens when the Force decides to send Luke back in time to stop his father's fall to the dark side? Will he succeed? Or will he alter too many details of the past and change the future for the worst? DISCLAIMER : STAR WARS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, IT BELONGS TO GEORGE LUCAS, LUCASFILM, AND DISNEY. THANK YOU.

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)