Hotaru Konno left like a legend but returned in dirt. Either way, she was under the spotlight. Merciless gossip and rumors spread around. Turning 27. Single. Jobless. What a perfect time to take a little advantage of her filthy rich family. She was about to embrace the life of a NEET (Not in education, employment, or training). Life was pretty easy except... Her mom was determined to marry her off; Her idol-wannabe baby sister ticked her off every single day; A mysterious high-school boy with perfect white teeth was living under the same roof. A disappointment. A loser. A weirdo. Hotaru was all of the above. Nonetheless, she said NO to changes. At least not now and not by the people mentioned above.

Hello, little frenchies. I have some good news for you : there's a new blogger in the game, ready to be the worst nightmare of rich spoiled brats. You always dreamed to be among the Parisian elite ? Welcome to their golden cage signed Cartier. I know I'm a b*tch, but at least I'm rich. Mrs. S, From Paris With Love P.S. For all those who will say : "Lame. She's just a rip-off of Gossip Girl." : you can kiss my Parisian ass.

Easternport used to be a major trading hub for the whole continent. It wasn't a giant city, but it was a prosperous city. But in such a short time, sectarian violence and gang wars turned the city upside-down. Now the gangsters, or the "society members" as they want to be called, are in charge. And all eyes are turned to watch four foolish teenagers challenge the whole city for the right to do whatever the hell they want. I don't think anyone knows what it is that they want. But Steven seems to think that they will give us back our dignity or something. --Chief Officer Howell, Easternport Police Note to self: Request Chief Howell to write another draft. This one is no good. --Steven Buccanan Cover Art brought to you by @TessRebellious @TessRebellious Doing all my visual media because she's lovely and I'm poor and broken and pitiful.

Nora Blake repels ordinary. Adam Clarke is constructed entirely of ordinary. ● ● ● "I don't want to share you with the galaxy, Nora Blake," he says quietly, and all at once, all the stars inside my chest are being flung across the universe at full speed and for that particular moment, I am untethered. Unrooted. Flowing. Floating. Something. He doesn't have to, I think, instantly. I am vaguely aware of the fact that I am a kind of traitor: but there is no heavy stone of betrayal in my chest. The galaxy will wait. It will wait until this beautiful boy flings my fragile heart across the universe at full-speed, but right now, I'm so full of it that I don't even care. Look at that. Nora Blake gives up the galaxy. I look at him, then, and there's so much color oozing out of his perfect, jagged cracks that I feel like I'm in one of Nadia's Leonid Afremov paintings and there's a supernova in my chest. "You don't have to," I tell him, so quietly that I don't think he hears. His delicate rose-pink mouth is curved into a kind of frown and his baby-blue gray-flecked gaze is lost somewhere far, far away from the devoid town of Enfield. I recognize that much, and I wonder momentarily if he has his own galaxy somewhere. I don't want to share him either, I think.

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched his cheery life unfold before her. When she overhears the news about Tyler loosing his phone, she decides to confess her unheard feelings through texting his old lost phone, knowing he will never read those texts that lasted for a little less than one year. 301 messages for 301 days. But what Stephanie didn't know, is that Tyler found his phone and the 301 unread texts consisted in everything she could never tell him. © Copyright 2014 cover by silverfinger-

Would YOU trust someone who bought you off Ebay? Grace is sick of being labelled a snob because of her money. She's sick of her backstabbing friends and her mansion of a house. She doesn't know how to tell if people are friends with Grace, or Grace's money, and all she really wants is a fresh start. So she decides to sell herself on Ebay. Setting up a fake account, she sells herself as a teenage dropout who 'will work for money'. When 'Jas737' wins the auction, everything seems innocent. She gets to work cleaning his apartment, and for once in her life realizes how it feels to have responsibility, and a friend who doesn't judge her for her wealth. But unfortunately for Grace, she learns that you can't trust everyone the hard way. Who's not to say there's other people tracking her down with different meanings for "work"? after all, how's a 'helpless teenage drop out with no money supposed to save herself? Will she be able to keep up her disguise? Is Jas737 even as trustworthy as he says he is? Maybe Grace should have thought twice about selling herself over the internet.

❝The higher you go, the harder you fall.❞ Elena Evans has always been the observer. No one notices her, but she sees everything. The Elite. Beautiful, spoiled, exclusive. The richest families in the world- they don't let just anyone in. When Elena is asked to make one of them fall in love with her, she figures it's just a stupid game. But the Elite have secrets- and Elena isn't the first one to play their game. [The Elite Series #1] [Wattys2014 Winner: Talk Of The Town Award]

Samantha Peterson has wealthy parents. Her so called friends not only murder her parents, but rob them and become wealthy themselves and soon the richest people in the country as they built off this stolen wealth. Three years after this , Samantha returns for revenge. Not just any revenge. She has changed her appearance and name. Samantha Peterson is gone and now in her place is Victoria Strickings. Alexander Celeste. A man who shares the same hatred towards her main evildoer, Marcus Williams aids Victoria in her fight to regain what was hers. And hell. They might have succeeded. [Highest Ranking; #1 Action #1 Mystery/thriller]

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

Justin Cedric Anderson holds a contest in which billions of teenage girls join, but the twists of events is that the contestant should record her voice using a cellphone. Megan Kidston was definitely not one of those girls. She was only later on forced by her 'die hard fan' best friend and later on joined the contest. Everything changes in a second when her voice recording spread throughout social media through her best friend's older brother. Her 'voice' became a celebrity and Justin Cedric is on the verge of finding the mystery girl who owns this voice. But what if the owner of this voice is just in front of him?