Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

DJ Masque had become the popular DJ in New York City in mere weeks after getting discovered in the underground music scene where she played illegal raves in abandoned warehouses. Yeah, she was a girl, but no one cared. She became the most popular DJ and started getting invited to play the hottest clubs and even celebrity parties. And the thing that was unique about DJ Masque was her clothing, which was always completed with a black and purple sequined mask covering half of her face, which never revealed her true identity. Dani Sinclair was the unpopular girl, the geek if you want to call her that. With her dark brown hair that was always pulled back in a pony tail and her glasses, she was always someone for the popular people to pick on, even though she was rich and lived in a penthouse overlooking Central Park with her grandmother. And what geek doesn't have a crush on the most popular guy in school, who just happened to be the son of a millionaire banker and one of the hottest hip hop dancers in the city? So you might be wondering just what DJ Masque and Dani Sinclair have in common, huh? Well, the truth is...they're the same person. No one knew that, though. Well, not until one night when the truth accidentally came out and the mask came off...and true identity is revealed to none other than her secret crush.

L-O-V-E: something that only happens in movies, books, and other fiction. I live in the real world. Heck, I have never even said that word. Bad words, I tell you. * * * Cassandra Evans does not believe in "love." Because of this term, people end up unhappy. She is the epitome of brutal honesty; one of her primary proclamations is "Everyone deserves the truth." She is strictly against lying and liars. Enter our foreign exchange student, Julian Aylmer. He is a happy-go-lucky ball of sunshine. He doesn't know the existence of the term "hate." The boy with the poke-worthy dimples cannot stand seeing the sorrow on her face. He makes a bet to help her experience what she has been pushing away. What happens when these opposites meet? Julian is keen on making Cassie feel the love around her, while Cassie is trying to teach this foreigner to see the reality. It isn't about making her fall in love, but rather making her realize the existence of what he calls a "beautiful illusion." Can Julian really change her mind? Will his "dah-ling" actually give him a chance? Hate vs. Love Make your bets. _______________ Cover by Plurbit Promoted by TheDuffMovie Winner of Wattpad Spotlight Contest. July 13th, 2014-July 18th, 2015

Paisley Valetta was once an average, artistic teenage girl. Finishing her junior year in high school with her best friend and her hot boyfriend. She's also really close to her free spirited mother. Until one night, Paisley and her mother get in a car accident, killing her mom and leaving Paisley all alone and forced to move across the country to live with her father, the man who abandoned her when she was six. Along with having to live with her dad, she finds out that not only will she be living with her dad, but also with an unexpected roommate. Alex, who is her age and living with Charlie, Paisley's father, is staying just down the hall from Paisley for the summer. How will she get through this grieving, fighting, and finding out who her true friends are?

All friendships are weird...right? With accidental thigh grabs, unintentional kisses, and late-night rooftop conversations, Alexis's friendship with Axel definitely takes the cake. But it wasn't always this way. They rekindled their friendship after a fight and it seemed as everything changed. Romantic feelings started to arise, followed by mixed signals. The friendship seemed to be heading in a different direction than planned and only time could tell whether or not there were two travelers on this journey. Cover by @harshadaselena

This is a short story of how i became best friends with Jake Garza and Jessi McCain. This is the beginning of an amazing friendship. And to think it started with a pencil. A/N. I might make this into a full book. It depends on you guys :)

She was quiet, and lived in the small neighborhood bookstore. And he watched her, every day. Pick up a book, read page by page, tears streaming down her face, or laughter, sweet, melodic laughter come out of her mouth. And he loved her. So much. So one day, he does the unthinkable to the girl he believed thought him to be nonexistent; he kissed her. ♡❤♡ [copyright © Sophie Claflin, A.K.A Siriusly_fandoms 2014 All Rights Reserved] ♡❤♡ | s h o r t s t o r y # 8 0 | | r o m a n c e # 2 1 5 | ♡❤♡ [ WARNING: AT THAT TIME, THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN BY A CHEESY TWELVE/THIRTEEN YEAR OLD SO DO NOT EXPECT IT TO BE PERFECT. if you want to see some of my better writing, go check out A Note A Day ;-) BUT YES THIS BOOK IS CRINGEY TO ME ]

"Tate Moore is fucking psychotic." He stared at me blankly, like he hadn't just insulted himself. He snapped his gum, as my mouth hung open. Then something completely unexpected happened. He plucked the gum from his mouth and stuck it on my nose, thumb pressing it onto my skin until in stayed. I blinked in shock as he ducked forward and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was short and brief, and he pulled away with that same expressionless look. I could feel the cool air drying the gum on my sniffer as he said, "Now, Poppy Dawson is fucking crazy, too."