Exactly seven days after the start of 2012, a massacre had arisen. Albeit the massacre carried the typical definition of the word ‘massacre’, this massacre paced excruciatingly slow, killing three people each week. The police and everyone had confirmed it—everyone who has gone missing in the small town of Calinton were dead and officially victims of the indelibly notorious and infamous massacre. They just didn’t know where the bodies were. * * * * University student Lynn Sivan scored a job at a popular local clothing shop and noticed something quite peculiar—the mannequins looked exactly like the victims of the infamous and notorious massacre that resided in town. It only added up that the mannequins were freakishly cold and heavy, and with the help of cute co-worker Callum Abernathy, she was hell bent on finding out what exactly was going on.

After her mum dies Crystal has no other choice but to live with her disappointment of a father. Unbeknown to her, his HOT best-mate and drug addict Tyler is also staying over and as soon has he see's her he wants to get in her pants. He's twenty-eight, and shes seventeen. She has a boyfriend, and he sleeps around. He party's harder then you could imagine and shes completely mesmerized by him. Will the fact that crystal is Tylers best-mates daughter effect the way he behaves towards her? Or will he introduce her to drugs, sex and alcohol?

Drugs tear lives apart, and that's no different for Fallon. With his parents two years dead and the girl he loved disapearing and returning, things are pretty eventful. Throw a young child into the mix and he's got himself a complete mess of a life. Cravings, responsabilities and the drug addicted mother of his child wanting to waltz back into their lives, Fallon has a lot on his plate. But more than that, he finds himself asking the question, 'Are drugs really the cause of this?' A/N: I'm sorry for the horrible description. I suck. I suck a lot.

Sometimes life takes us to far away places. For Sparrow Robinson, life will take her to find the most unexpected events unfold right before her eyes. She might experience love, heartbreak and the real meaning of closure. Current Cover done by @xxLivexLovexLaugh :D

❝You existed. You existed now as a fractal.❞

It all started with a word written on a paper aeroplane - Eat. Alice is battling with anorexia, and paranoid delusions of being ugly. So when she meets Sam, falling in love doesn't seem like such a bad idea. But her heart is broken again, and soon enough she finds herself spiralling back into her hole of depression...

"I told you, once, that I believe in reincarnation. Lives after death." I grip his hand, the tears sliding down my cheeks as if they have a right to be there. They shouldn't be there. He shouldn't be dying. "I still believe in that." His eyes are as stormy as ever but they no longer look as if thunder will roll or lightning will strike. "I don't know if you believe in it. But I do. And I will look for you in every life that I live. I will find you every time and love you. Even if you don't love me back I will love you every day until the end of my days. And then I will love you in the next days." I nod, pressing my chapped lips to his forehead and choking down a sob. "I believe you. I'll find you too. I'll love you in every life I live." But I don't believe him. The belief of reincarnation is not something he and I have ever shared. Yet I can't tell him that. Not whilst his last breaths shake his body and I still love him. "Don't lie to me. You don't have to believe in it. I'll still find you. I'll always find you." Of course he can tell I was lying. When has he not been able to? My lips turn warily into a shaky smile and his eyes flash - one last strike of lightning to say goodbye. "I love you." "I love you too. I always will." His arms reach up and we hold each other close, lips feathery against each others cheeks as they whisper the love we have shared and the shadows of my hair on his forehead shout the memories we have created. "I know." He breathes, squeezing me tight. Now I let out a sob, guilty that in his last moments he will see me only as sad. And I continue to hold him; long past his last breath. - - - My new story - We'll Meet Again - coming soon to wattpad.

these are words, words that form our stories, our hurts, our loves, our triumphs. heed them.

loose cannon - a person whose actions are unpredictable and uncontrollable - a person who plays by his own rules - - - Combine the right blend of witty and wild and you get Kaleb Winters. He's reckless, impulsive and a trouble maker. He does what he wants without thinking of the consequences. What do you get when you mix crazy and controlling? Julianne Lake, a control freak. She wants everything around her perfect and orderly, she wants nothing out of place. When a certain trip to a book store brings them together, it starts an unlikely friendship. But then again, what happens when someone uncontrollable meets a very controlling person?

‘Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes.’ Isis and Kael couldn’t be more different if they tried. Rich and popular, Kael has always had everything he’s ever wanted, whereas poverty stricken Isis has struggled through life with every stress imaginable. After a drunken night’s mistake proves one step too far, Kael has to face the consequences- which involve Isis, a girl he couldn’t care less about. However, when Kael meets Isis, he starts to realise that maybe his life isn’t as full of problems as he thinks. Will their differences prove too much to handle? Or could this be proof that opposites really do attract?