Oblivious (adj.) not aware or concerned about what is happening around one To be loved is to be seen. Dual PoV Elora Daisy Owens Is a ray of sunshine or atleast she try's to be. Believing in silver linings and happy endings, she just wants someone to ramble to, spend time with. She just wants a friend. Elijah Killian Parker Is a total grump. bored stares and hard glares are all he has to offer. Being new to the school he plans to stay away from anyone and everything. Believing nobody really wants him for him. Of course Elijah's plan to be left alone goes down the drain when Elora is asked to give him a tour of the school.

"Go ahead," I said, backing up against the pink wall of the shop. "Do something other than glare at me." I waited. One, two, three seconds... and nothing. I raised my chin at him. "You're boring me, mute boy." He stepped closer. Leaned toward me as his gaze burned into mine. Then... ❀ ❀ ❀ After three months in juvenile detention, it's time for Romy Pereira to help out with her family's flower shop. And it's not all bad... until they hire Jack Michel to work beside her. He doesn't speak, communicating with glares and scowls instead of words, and seems to be more interested in literal rocks than other human beings. And with an ex-convict mother, her friends drifting away, and the flower shop falling apart, the last thing Romy wants to deal with is Jack's attitude. She'll forever praise the day he screws up big time and gets himself fired, but until that day comes, it's mostly one cold-hearted girl, her silent (but still infuriating) coworker, and a whole lot flowers. [word count: 100k] [originally written in 2014-2015; re-write completed 2020-2021] ❀ Rankings ❀ #1 in #badgirl #1 in #goodboy #1 in #flowershop #1 in #sociopath

𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤 𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 #2 She was addicted to a type of sadness that pulled her deeper into her hole. She changed herself because of her hanging past. He avoided the dark parts of his life, doesn't mean the darkness didn't loom over him. ****** Brianna Jackson had a past that changed her for the future. She got addicted to pain, she changed herself, she swore to never go back. Her only mistake was not realizing sooner that the unfaithful night revealed alot about her. Isaac Carter didn't seek for pain, he didn't seek for darkness. He avoided those parts in his life. In light of his life was a girl who was dancing on his nerves. He hated that Brianna changed herself and could see right through her. Follow these two individuals as they venture together on the path of strong love and deceitful hatred. Isaac hates that he cares and loves. Brianna loves to hate and spite him. Love was a million things and theirs was toxic, dire, and dark. ❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎ "So you have a thing for me?" I teased and she rolled her eyes. "You know better than to let anything I say go to your head." Little does she know that she's already in my head. ❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎❥︎ All Rights Reserved 2022Ⓒsyriacax

If asked, baby Emily Robinson would have gleefully said that, her life revolved around two cornerstones: volleyball, Riley. Volleyball was the passion that gave her life. Riley was the "special friend" that fueled said passion and offered an otherwise insecure, shy little girl the means to grow up strong, confident, badass. Professional volleyball was a dream close to becoming true. Riley was reality. The most reassuring one. If asked, Emily would have said, she could not live without those two. That's why when, in a matter of months, she loses both, Emily's life starts spiraling down. The self consciousness about her looks goes from easily containable to fullout war waging deep inside her, menacing to bring her down any minute. So when, four years later, Riley comes back, he finds that his cutely shy Honeybee has turned into a beautiful quasi woman that is inexplicably paralyzed by fears. How can he help her regain the strength she had? And what happens when he starts realizing that indeed, his Honeybee is no longer a child, she's become a dangerously attractive girl. How can he help her fight her demons, without letting his mind and heart stray? He can't fall for the same child he used to babysit ... or can he? Highest rank #14 in General Fiction (04/08/2017)

The Nerd. Natalie Watson. Straight A student,plain girl,quiet,reserved. She lives her life one day at a time,with a loving mother, a far away best friend, and very rosy expectations on her future. The Angel. Kyle Romano. The most popular,hottest guy in school. Everybody loves him,girls fall at his feet,even teachers are charmed by his angelic features. He also happens to be Natalie's crush,but he's never even acknoledged her existence. Cliché,isn't it? It would be,if it weren't for a third element. The Devil. Eric Rivers. The school's bad boy. He's that element fathers would never want their daughter around,that one bad element that frightens even teachers. With a record of crimes (alleged or not), a very bad reputation,and devilish good looks,he's the cliché of a bad boy. But...what if there is more to discover behind the bad boy mask? What if,in truth,Eric only pretends to be a bad boy? Their roads cross because of a school project,but that's only the beginning of a new journey,which,for Natalie,involves discovering a new world. The one called LOVE. But love hurts,doesn't it? And life's not at all roses...especially when there's a Devil involved. ************** A/N: This story is undergoing a severe editing,with view to publication,therefore please,ignore eventual typos,and keep in mind that I will be changing title and some chapters. Also,this story has a sequel,Can't You Feel My Heart (temporary title),whose first chapters are already published on Booksie,but it'll get here as soon as I start actually working on it. Said this,enjoy the story,and please,leave a feedback. I'm here to cut my teeth,so be ruthless.

'Bad Boys Ain't Good But Good Boys Ain't No Fun.' "Don't look, but it's the king of being horny behind you." I automatically looked behind me, making Autumn scoff at me. She shook her head. "Ace Ford." Autumn's face retorted in disgust. "Every girl's 'dream guy'." Her fingers made quotation marks. "Let me just tell you Jane, that boy is disgusting." Ace leaned against the railing of the bleachers. He pushed his dark brown hair back and smirked as he talked to one of the blonde cheerleaders. "How so?" I questioned, turning back towards her. She raised an eyebrow. "Just look at the guy, doesn't he just scream 'I won't have sex with you and immediately ditch you unless you have dubble D's and the IQ of a goldfish?'" "He can't be that bad." I said, causing her to snort. ___________ Warning: Very Mild cursing. That's why I'm making it PG13 guys. Read at own risk. Hope you guys like the story. ____________ 2k16 edit: Howdy, how are you doing this godawful day? Burning in hell for your sins? Same! Great. Now that the formalities are out the window I'd just like to say... WHY AM I SUCH A DISGRACE TO MANKIND. What is this writing /-~-\ oh goodness gracious. How does this doodoo have 6k reads *siiiiiiiigh* My writing has improved at ton (I am assuming) and this was my first book so please, pretty pretty please don't hate me for all the mistakes and plot holes. I- I am very ashamed myself. And Engelesh is NOT my first language either so haaaaa, life. Mistakes were made so don't kill me. Okay, that's all for me. I still hope you somehow enjoy the story nonetheless and have a GREAT existence! ______ 2020 update So, I started writing this when I was 11. I am 18 now and haven't edited this since I was 15. I hope that says enough. Try to ignore the spelling and grammar mistakes!

Sometimes you just might have to die to live again. ***** When art historian Reine Baldwin meets Gabe Moran, a charming journalist, she has no idea their blossoming love will shatter her comfortable life. But a series of clues lead Reine to discover that she's not alone in knowing that she was born centuries ago and-worse yet-there are many things she apparently doesn't even remember. Reine has to face a forgotten past and a forgotten ex-husband (the handsome billionaire Max Baldovini), who-like her-is immortal and cannot truly die. Should she trade her ordinary life with Gabe for the love of Max, a man who's worshipped her for half a millennium? The choice should be easy, until Reine starts to remember things that Max is desperate to make her forget. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?