Eloise suffers from Haphephobia, the fear of being touched. Her mother, Katherine suffers from OCD, obsessive-compulsive disorder. Eloise's condition, it was a genetic trait that she got from her father. All throughout her life she disliked the sense of touch. It wasn't until her father died did her fear of it arise. Her mother decided that a move was needed. So after much dismay from Eloise, they moved across the state. Right next to Zeke, his twin sisters Alira and Alaina and their mother Beth. Zeke didn't care about much, just his few friends and annoying family, that was until he accidentally touched the girl next door. In that moment, Alira, his sister started praying, the other, Alaina, making ambulance sounds, his mother rushing the girl to the bathroom and her mother trying to comfort, he decided he wanted to care about more. | Slow updates |

|| The Sequel to 'The Diary Of Hazel' || Highest Rank: #12 Short Story, #2 Journal || Hazel Bradley has been through a lot and wrote it all down into her diary. What happens when someone reads it and in return, writes their own diary as a reply. A reply to every single one of her entries. She finds herself in deep curiosity the more she reads, wanting to know who her knight in shining ink is. How will she be able to deal with Trent - a crazy ex, Liam and Tess - her dramatic best friends, her irreparable family, Hunter - her persistent ex crush, and at the same time, find who wrote her these words that have the power to change her life? And what will she do when she finds out who it is? When she finds out it's Hunter - the boy who had barely spoken a word to her up until recently? Who she still has feelings for, but is indefinitely in denial. ☆ It's quite important to have read the first book which you can find on my page! This isn't a stand alone, sorry! [Cover credit to @weightingold ❤] x

High school is hard for most people and for Chloe Miller, this is no exception. She is forced to learn the perils of her choices the hard way and the result leads her to building a steel wall around herself that is impossible to crack. Eventually, her mother loses her job and Chloe is then forced to move in with her cousin and their family. This means a new school and on the first day she arrives with a dynamite mission in mind. A mission to reclaim everything that she had once lost at the hands of others. She quickly finds herself fighting a past that she struggles to forget and creating a future that she can live with. It becomes a constant battle for her, centered around peer pressure, character stereo types, cliques and consequences. Couple that with the plight of falling in love and she finds herself playing a starring role in the game of life where everyone is playing for keeps. Will she win... or will she lose? Excerpt: Sauntering forwards, she slid onto his lap with all the grace of a prima ballerina and wrapped her long arms around his neck. Leaning in to his ear, she blew out a little puff of hot air so that it fanned lightly over all the right places. She felt a sense of utter satisfaction when he shuddered. Now that Chloe was certain that she had his attention, she whispered in his ear. “You may have been the best bucko, but guess what…..I’m going to be better.” She lifted up so that she could look him in the face and smiled confidently back at him. His previous cocky demeanor had seemed to have lost some of its earlier steam, “Who are you?” he asked so low that only Chloe could hear him. His forehead was creased as he searched her face, watching her as if she was some type of strange puzzle that needed to be solved. Chloe lifted her hand patted his cheek. The boy didn’t have a clue. “I, my friend, am your biggest adversary. So what do you say Mr. Player, won’t you play with me?”

First Book In My Emo Series (but you can read them in any order and it still makes sense) Highest Ranking - #1 out of all of the Wattpad 'emo' books!! Wtf?? Thank you! † It's like you're screaming and no one can hear. † Adrianna Wilkinson was rich, popular and beautiful in her last year as a high school student. She had lots of friends, designer clothes, and to top it off she was extremely clever. But she took everything for granted. Some people had no one, like that new emo boy with the dark brown eyes and pale skin.

Sixteen year old Jamie Richards is captivating about this guy that followed her home one night, after that they make a friendship but one kiss changes everything. #12 on teen #862 on emo

Pale skin covered with dried blood. Matted hair and cracked lips. Ripped clothes and skinny legs. But those eyes... There was a girl in that abandoned house that needed saving, and Corey wasn't about to leave her there in the flames. ........... When four boys break into an abandoned house, they have no idea what lies ahead. Corey, a drug addicted skater who is too kind for his own good. Alice, a girl who has been abused and has never been outside. When these two meet, nothing is ever the same again. Pain, loss and death follows. And all Corey can do is sit and watch.

❣️Wattpad Featured Story❣️ Can she love a haunted man? Scout Lawson is on her way to start a new job for the very rich and very reclusive George Wilder. George was a rock star whose fairy-tale marriage to the beautiful Tessa Richardson Wilder ended tragically when she died in a terrible fall at their beautiful seaside home, Farraway Mist. Scout has her own reasons for wanting to get away, and spending some time at the remote location in Cornwall sounds like the perfect solution. However, strange things start to happen almost as soon as she arrives, leaving Scout shaken and questioning her decision. George Wilder, too, stirs feelings in her that she thought she'd put away forever. How could she possibly have feelings for someone so taciturn, so mean? And he was married to one of the most beautiful women in the world, their love for each other was famous; surely he couldn't have feelings for her? ?? "Hello," she said, holding her hand out. "I'm Scout." "You're a girl," he said, surprise making him blunt. "And you're American." She bit her lips together. Fuck. She looked at him. "Yes on both counts." She took a deep breath. "Not what you were expecting?" He blinked at her, looking her up and down. "Uh, no, to be perfectly honest." He jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Is it going to be a problem?" she asked. "Should I try to get the driver back? Though in my defense, I know my application did mention both those facts." "Oh, I have no doubt," he responded curtly. "I'm not always the most observant. I probably just saw your name and photograph and assumed you were a man--" And oh shit, had he said that out loud? This was not a good beginning. ?? **Warning: Mature Content**