[ a wattpad featured story ] This is the story of Isla and Theodore as they try to maneuver their way through all the obstacles and the people trying to set them apart into their happily ever after. Because the tragedy is not in the love that exists, it's in the love that lasts and stays hidden in secret touches and hushed whispers and fragile hearts. It's in young lovers and their gleaming eyes that crave everything when the harsh reality is that no one can have everything they wish for. They can only have almost everything. ♡ full summary inside ♡ cover by; @abeeena ♡ banners by; @soundthealarm

❝My Autumn, I think you should know that you're my first and only love. Don't you ever forget that. Love always, August❞ After a series of unfortunate events, August is admitted into a hospital. Once he realizes his stay will be longer than expected, he begins writing to Autumn, hoping that at least one person in the world will care. [Highest Rank: #35 in Short Story] [Watty Award Winner 2015 for JustWriteIt!]

lim•er•ence - state of being infatuated with another person. ➿➿ Two paths. One you're familiar with, One you're curious about. Which path makes you, you?

Una adolescente que tiene constantes discusiones con su madre y la culpa la obliga a mandar mensajes de texto disculpándose después de cada una de ellas.

When tragedy strikes Marley's family, the last thing she is looking for is love-until Elijah, her nephew's teacher, shows her it's worth fighting for. ***** 26-year-old Marley Wright's world is flipped upside down when her beloved brother is admitted into rehab and she becomes the primary caregiver for his two teenagers. Little does she know that her nephew's handsome high school teacher, Elijah, is the man who's going to fill her life with unbelievable passion. But when their exes come back with malicious intentions, Marley and Elijah's lives change beyond their wildest imaginations. And when tragedy strikes, will their love withstand the pressure? Content and/or Trigger Warning: mention of substance abuse. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

❝As cruel as the world may be, it remains to be our choice how to answer: do I be cruel in return, or do I be kind in its stead?❞ There was a time when Lian wanted to believe in fairytales, that there was good in everybody and that happily-ever-afters existed for those who had gold in their hearts. But it's so hard to believe in such silly notions when she was never meant to be the princess that needed saving, the one who deserved the castles and the praise and the adoration. After all, no one has ever heard of saving the villain's daughter, the unwanted bastard, a daughter whose beautiful face couldn't even be loved by her own mother for it reminded her of the terrible man who forced this child upon her. And she was determined to prove that not all monsters are capable of terrible things, even those like herself with dead eyes who don't even blink at the sight of bloodshed. Even though she was raised by a monster who believed a warrior was far better than a loyal daughter, he never expected her to use the very sword he forged for her to be used against him. But it seemed as if he had forgotten that monsters are not born, but created by the wicked. Even if she is fighting for the good side, fighting in what others would say is the losing side to the war with a group of people whose only motivation is hope, they seem to have forgotten that she is still just as much of a monster as before with her own selfish reasons and destiny. Because taking down the Fire Lord is not her destiny, not the happily-ever-after to her story, but taking down her own demons in the form of her father, someone who made her a monster long before anyone else could say otherwise. But it seems as though people have forgotten to tell Zuko that she is not someone worth saving, that pretty girls like her kill boys like him for fun. [ oc x zuko ] [ atla: book 2-3 ] cover by bea ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | Copyrights © Sav

THE petals of the blossom tree turned scarlet- and fell.

Twelve nights of how difficult love can be--or eleven, if Mei and Wen find the courage to pursue it to the end.