People say that love is in every corner... looks like Riley's been walking in circles. You see, Riley is a proud tomboy and she loves being one of the guys, but there is a problem: she likes Ayden, the campus Casanova. She knows he won't be interested in her and she accepts her defeat. After all, being a tomboy doesn't attracts a ladies' man. But what happens when Riley gets trapped with Ayden's best friend, Andrew, and things get complicated? Will Riley get entangled in love's tricks and games? Will she be able to resist love in where she least expects it? Or will she finally succeed in having Ayden interested in her? Their hearts will never be the same. "I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did." [WARNING: Might have a serious illness of unprofessional grammar. Be kind enough to understand that this condition is normal for a book written by a teenager who wrote it at sixteen years of age. If you're not a certificated grammarian, don't dare to comment about the lack of healthy grammar and syntax this story has. It's obvious. I'm aware of it. Read at own risk. And I apologize for the long warning, but such things are quite entertaining to write. ]

"I'm not okay!" I yelled at him. "Okay?! I'm not okay." My chest rose up and down as I breathed heavily. It had been years since I had a break down, and I wasn't going to have one right now. "It's okay not to be okay," he whispered, walking closer to me. He caressed my cheek, trying to sooth me. I stared at him, pain filled my eyes. I was trying hard not to cry. I couldn't cry. That's not what I did. "It's okay to cry," he comforted. His eyes stared so hard into mine I felt like he was seeing into my soul. "Crying shows weakness, and I'm not weak," I told him, swallowing hard. "Sometimes crying is the strongest thing you can do. It just shows everyone else that you're just as human as they are." And right then and there I started sobbing. I had lost all control of my emotions, I cried like I hadn't since I was little. All those times I didn't cry when I wanted to poured out now. The walls I spent so long building to make them unbreakable, broke. Alana finds a thick orange envelope in her mailbox one day. No return address, no stamp or postage mark and it's not even addressed to her. Someone had just dropped the letter off in her mailbox. The only thing written on this envelope is "You might need this... or not." Alana takes it inside and begins to read the life story of a complete stranger. The life story of someone trying to find their place in this big scary world. © Somethingtrue 2013. All rights reserved.

'Hello class, my name is Miss Flack. I am the substitute teacher... So this term i have a project for you. It is in conjunction with my previous school. it will be a pen-pal project. The aim of this is for you to stop using mobiles computers and simply use a pen and paper' these words changed the lives of three boys. Harry Styles, Liam Payne and Zayn Malik start writing to a pupil each at Hall cross, but will it all be smooth sailing? Will they ever meet their mysterious Pen-Pal?

The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.

A girl named Adriana gets sent over to Rome in Italy for summer break. In Italy she has to learn Italian at a college there for her job. The plans have already been made for her to stay with another girl about the same age who also goes to the college. When the apartment set ups get messed up Adriana gets put in an apartment with a young man named Gabriele. Gabriele doesnt like the fact that he has Adriana living in his apartment and does everything to annoy her. Can Adriana put up with this Italian jerk for the whole summer?

Kendall Royce has just started her first year at community college. She plans on making it a new beginning where she can let go of the events that took place in her past, but what happens when a similar situation starts to arise? When Kendall meets her very attractive instructor, Dr. Jenae Kennedy, she soon starts to fall into a familiar pattern. Will it be different this time? Or will she have to live through heartbreak all over again? And what happens when you throw in a cute classmate that seems to quickly strive for Kendall's attention?

"What is beautiful anyways? Is it the color of someone's skin or eyes? Their height? The way they dress? What is it?" I asked, not really expecting an answer. "I think beautiful is someone who looks past the exterior and gives people a chance. Someone who tries to understand another. An unselfish being. Someone who doesn't see with their eyes but their heart," he replied playing with the bracelet around his wrist, "That truly is a beautiful thing." Celeste has been called beautiful all of her life. She is convinced that guys only want to go out with her because that's all they say they like about her. She's beautiful. To graduate Celeste needs thirty-five hours of community service. She decides to answer an ad in the paper for a temporary aide for a blind teenager, Seamoore. With their new found accidental friendship, Seamoore opens Celeste's eyes that seeing isn't just with your eyes. © Somethingtrue 2013. All rights reserved.

**I DONT RECOMMEND READING THIS BECAUSE IT IS FULL OF PLOTHOLES BUT ULTIMATELY THE CHOICE IS YOURS-READ AT OWN RISK** I think, more than anything, I hate Valentine's day. While everyone is all lovey dovey and happy, I'm in the corner with my goldfish going: "You love me, don't you?" Yep. That’s my sad, forever alone life. Thank you whoever you are for creating a Single Awareness day for me. I love you too. I guess in retrospect, I shouldn’t have been that surprised when he showed up on my doorstep, claiming that I rented him and was to keep him for six months. I mean, it WAS Valentine’s day, and almost always my days go bad on Valentine’s day. I just didn’t think that life would be so cruel as to somehow, in some way, allow me to have ordered a frickin popstar. Thank you life. Really, thank you. Now excuse me while I go steal cupids bow and arrow and hunt you down. ©2013- 2014 by luckistarz. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior permission from luckistarz.

"Cay, will you look at me?" I turned around and lifted my eyes to look into his. His arms were braced on the counter and he was looking at me sideways. The glow of the light coming from the living room and into the kitchen gave his face an otherworldly impression. I waited for him to continue. He closed his eyes and sighed, "Cay... Just so you know... I wanted to do it. Right there, a while ago. But you know why I couldn't, and why we shouldn't." There was a pain in my chest at his words. But I just gazed at him, unsure of what to say. He was right. It would be a mistake. And no matter how many times my weak heart and frail mind wanted him to kiss me, it would be selfish, not to mention immoral. In the end we would both regret it, and that would hurt the most. © rainthereader 2012 All Rights Reserved

Dahlia has always been little Miss perfect with many secrets. When her ex-best friend attempts to ruin her social life and brings one of her secrets to light it throws Dahlia into an emotional roller coaster ride. Can Dahlia get off the ride? Who will help her get of it? Will Dahlia ever forgive her best friend? Will her best friend ever want to be forgiven? Will her darkest secret come out? Read and find out! If you like this story, please don't forget to Vote...