"It never came up to my mind to be with you, to you be my first kiss, and to fall for you. Because I wasn't your Ms. Right,-" he suddenly grabbed my waist that made my body be that near to him. He held my spine and passionately kissed me. "Just, shh... I didn't request any Ms. Right,"

"W-who are you?" He smirked. "Have you forgotten about me, baby girl?"

Janelle has lived in an orphanage ever since she was three. She doesn't know how she ended up at the orphanage or where her parents are. All she has is a locket. She thinks it's from her parents and she thinks it's a locket. She's never been able to open it. Anyway the orphanage is located in the kingdom of Montegi. Yes kingdom, but Janelle has never been interested in marrying the prince or something like all the other girls. Janelle was more interested in learning new things and following her dreams in her case, becoming a chef. Now eighteen, Janelle works at a Gourmet Restaurant as the head chef. It's been two months since she started working there and her boss tells her that she is to prepare the meal for the Royal Family of Clari and they were coming in a week! The day has finally arrived when the Royal Family of Clari was to come to the restaurant, but when Janelle introduces herself everyone stares at her. "Janelle you are the long lost princess of Clari." What? Me a princess?

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

notamophead: hey bananna: who's this notamophead: hi i'm notamophead: bananna: ? bananna: is u still there bananna: ok ur dead bye rip notamophead: do u have nice tits notamophead: ? ------ cover by @-thinking // ily bb x © mopheadstyles 2015 All Rights Reserved

The crinkles by the eyes. The dimple by the smile. When you're drawing somebody, you begin to notice every little detail about them. But do you begin to love them little details, or do you prefer the bigger picture? ©2013 CanIHazzaCookie

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*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

[COMPLETED] "Why are you so rude?" "Maybe because that's who I am or because people like you deserve to be treated that way." Who knew that two strangers fighting over a beanie would lead to a weird friendship or maybe something more. And it started a lesson where Harry taught Eve how to be a good person and stop being rude. ©londonstars