Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Idee: _OreoLover68 15 aprilie 2015-06 august 2015 Ⓒ 2015 Dark_werewolf13. All rights reserved.

La cererea voastra am facut si cartea asta.Nu stiu daca o sa atraga atentia dar cu siguranta o sa muriti de ras in timp ce invatati ceva in acelasi timp.Avand in vedere ca acestea sunt date descoperite in ultima suta de ani,s-ar putea ca nici profesorii vostri sa nu stie,dar nu e un motiv sa va dati mari.Aici sunt cele mai socante,amuzante si interesante date din istorie.Cu astfel de date o sa impresionati pana si profesori de facultate,dar nu o sa va ajute sa ajungeti acolo! PS:Titlul original era prea lung si in plus a trebuit sa il scurtez.

[BOOK 1 OF THE 'BOY' SERIES] "How about we take the long way home, baby?" he sent me a wink from the drivers seat. "How about no. It's 7:52 and I've got an episode of supernatural to catch at 8." A Harry Styles fanfic. HIGHEST RANKING: #180 in fanfiction 8/1/17 #345 in fanfiction 7/16/17 #43 in harry 5/17/18

"I'm scared Harry!" I shout, finding some courage to voice my concerns. "Why? Tell me what scares you Maci and we can work through it, together," Harry asked, concern written all over his face as he watches me from where he stands in the kitchen. "It's like this is all too good to be true. You will change like the rest of them. They are all nice at first and then they change. They are nice to lure you in but once you're hooked, that's when their true colors come out. I've seen it a hundred times with my mother. I've gone through it with Kaleb. It will happen with you." My voice grew weaker as I neared the end of my rambling. My lip trembled as I looked down at my bare feet, avoiding Harry's intense stare. "Maci, look at me," Harry urges, "I'm not like Kaleb or any of those guys. I'm not trying to trick you. I'm... I'm falling for you." This is a work of fiction, base solely on my own crazy thoughts. Any resemblance is purely coincidence. Please done steal or copy this!

To him, she is his best friend To her, he is the love of her life If Only he felt the same way... ////////////////////////////////////////////////// DISCRIPTION IS TERRIBLE AND SO IS THE FIRST FEW PARTS BUT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE THIS BOOK A CHANCE

"I can't change." he said as she smiled. "Then don't." Sometimes you can't truly change a person. No matter what you do they'll never be the person you want them to be. But you can inspire them to be the person you never thought you'd need. So what happens when Harry Styles- a young pop-star stirred with arrogance and heartless cruelty, meets Aria Hope- a young princess stirred with curiosity and on the search for a meaningful life; can one person turn a wilted flower to a blooming rose? © intococaine {in major editing} - {Books 1, 2, 3 & 4}

secrets are harmless, aren't they? [ highest ranking #90 in fanfiction - 2015.06.25 ]

15 June, 2015 : 6pm I logged into my Facebook account. I was sitting in front of the computer since last 1 hour thinking about it but I finally logged in and the first thing I saw was the notification bar to see if I had any and yes I did. I clicked on it. Austin Jones accepted your friend request write on his timeline. OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! He accepted my request omfg but we don't even know each other. Okay go smooth it's okay. I saw if he is online and he was and my fingers were hovering over the keyboard dying to type something. 'Yellows' I hit the enter button and that's when I realised what the hell did I just sent him. Who the fuck says yellows, great now he is going to think I'm some kind of freak an- DING! 'Oranges?' He replied.

"do i know you?" © grxnge-mikey