Quinn Carmen is a spoiled brat. Her closet is filled with Prada and Louis Vuitton that she's only worn once, and she totaled her brand new BMW two weeks after her sixteenth birthday. What's more is that Quinn is a notorious party-girl whose fancy lawyer father has gotten her out of numerous underage drinking tickets...
A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to a...
Seventeen-year-old Gavin Hillstone is resigned to being miserable for the rest of his life. Left alone in the world after his parents died in a fire when he was four, he was placed in foster care, which for him meant ending up in an abusive home with an alcoholic adoptive father. Gavin’s only escape is in taking and...
"Every good girl wants a bad boy who is good only for her." "Every bad boy wants a good girl who is bad only for him." "Whenever you are looking for love don't look too far he might be right next door." Clara Wilson is your typical clichéd teen fiction protagonist with exactly two friends, no social life...
In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing
[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
Drew Rangle, quarterback of his high school football team, is dating gorgeous cheerleader, Elle Martin. When Drew's parents ask Elle's full-figured twin sister, Em, to stay with Drew during their month long vacation, Drew discovers more about himself than he ever wanted to know.
I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.
Imagine the second you're born, a consultant removes you from your mother's grasp and runs a battery of genetic and physiological tests on you. Thirty minutes later they give you a score out of one hundred which denotes your level of perfection. If your score is above eighty and you work hard to maintain that score yo...