The simplest things can make anyone happy. Writing reasons on why people should be happy, now taking suggestions and putting them in as well

"I'm just cold." Lies. If only they could see my tears. Lillian Blossom was a very quirky teenager on the outside, but that's just the outside. Her friends don't suspect anything until a swimming party where Lilly is forced to go swimming in a bikini. Her overprotective parents move her to a boarding school for the 'special' people like her. One of the first people she meets is a guy named Entoan, he has 'night' black hair by her words. They both help each other out of the water and Entoan's friends suspect that's it's not just friendship. Is it? Hey guys this is a diary kinda story but I'll mix in POV

Watch as Demi and Wilmer try and celebrate the birth of their twin babies, while trying to mourn the suicide of their eldest daughter, Izzy. This is the sequel to Don't Tell Mom.

Two years have passed since Riley first burst into the music industry with the hidden identity of, The Masked Singer. With two albums under her belt and a third one on the way, Riley supposedly has her pathway marked out. No tours are planned, no interviews, but two weeks of freedom before the whirlwind of recording process starts for her third album. Riley returns to the colourful city of New York to plan her outfit for the music awards. But when she bumps into Nathan, the world has given her a second chance to set the record straight and clear up the Masked Truth. But what happens when she's pitted at a crossroad for her life. Alex or Nathan? Sienna or Riley? The truth will set her free, but will the jump keep her from flying?

In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?