"Cinderella had till midnight, I have twelve kisses to win back my prince's heart," John wants Metilda to end their marriage.He believes that he has fallen in love with another woman. Metilda agrees but she has one condition. John must kiss her every afternoon in-front of their son for twelve days. On the 12th kiss, something unexpected happens. highest rating so far #1

Moira King had been cheated on, stabbed in the back, and broken beyond repair --be it her father, her best friend, or her boyfriend; she's had enough. So, with that in mind, she gave up on the idea of finding love and opted to become a mother through sperm donation. That way, she could have a child, sans having to possibly bear another heartbreak. With the baby on the way, her life went uphill. Until one day. ---------------------------------- WARNING: the majority of this story is unedited and there are a lot of plot holes. This was the first book I ever wrote at 15 years old, and I don't agree with the majority of its contents anymore, so expect the worst. In fact, please don't even read it ✨ Cover: beingellie

Usually, being picked to be a maid of honor is... well, a honor. For Jordyn Kent, it's an invitation to a nightmare that might as well be hell. But, she can't say no. Jordyn has to go back to her small beach-side hometown to face the bitchy bridezilla ex-best friend, a too good for his own fiancé groom, and devious plotting bridesmaids while crossing her fingers that she'll get out with her sanity. Where there is a shallow, queen of the world bridezilla, there is a wedding to ruin. [ 2015 ]

One perfect lie to make her problem go away. One man to make it all happen. One crazy family to make it difficult. One group of crazier friends for backup in case she needs grenades, knives, heels, dresses, and a great deal of attitude. Now, what would Chanty do?

"I'm distracted from the boy I've bumped into when the world around me begins to change. The grey and white I've seen ever since I was born into this world slowly begin to bleed away, like rain drops sliding down a car window, being replaced with bright, bright pigments. They cover everything, bring to life the world around me. The gravel underneath my feet is no longer a dull grey, the sky is no longer white, the bricks of the buildings no longer black. They're different, beautiful, bright, extraordinary, breathtaking. Colors, I realize. These are colors." x Natalie Grayson has lived her whole life in black and white. She's been waiting to meet her other half- her soulmate- who will make both of their worlds burst in color. It's what she's been dreaming of ever since she was little. She wants to know what color is, how it feels, what it looks like, if it's really as amazing as everyone claims it to be. On her seventeenth birthday, while walking back home through a sketchy part of town, she bumps into a stranger. Before she can even apologize, the last thing she expected happens: the black and white of her world begins to bleed away and is replaced with something else. Colors. When she looks up, Natalie isn't expecting to lock eyes with a rebel. But she does. She also doesn't expect him to run away. But he does.

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.

Bridgette and Cara have parted ways ten years ago as enemies and when they found themselves trapped in the body of the other due to an unknown phenomenon, they are up for a challenge. How will they handle the consequences of their past actions and how will their present ones change their future? Can they be given a chance to change every wrong thing they did to each other and the people they hurt? Will they find love out of the comfort of their own bodies? Will they change for the better, or for the worse?

Kayleigh's scared. And she hates it. It's weak and pathetic, but she can't stop it. So instead she hides it. But it's always there. It's always itching in the back of her mind. It's only a matter of time before someone finds out. So what happens when Jayden, a guy she never even spoke to before her eighteenth birthday, starts to see past all her defences. What about when there's nowhere left to hide from her darkest fears? What's the plan then? [(Special thanks to x_ADaydreamAway_x for making me the cover)] xxx TW: Suicide mention: chapter 25 a character states her belief that its a childish means of escape and i dont have any one correct her on that in this story (im working on fixing this) **ill put a more in depth explanation next to chapter 25**

Angelica Dalton never took up running and she doesn't like it when she has to run on high heels to save her life. She hates it when her dress gets ruined after getting kidnapped. But she just has to deal with it if she wants to stay alive. And she has to deal with Henry Bell, the man who calls himself her guardian and keeps too many secrets. What will the lovely Angelica Dalton do? Will she run, fight...or fall in love? Action mixed with humor and love gives His Lovely Ward, especially Angelica Dalton, its unique taste.