He doesn't know love at all. She wished she never knew love. What if love came between them? Would he believe it? Would she give it another chance?

stories left behind by burnt out souls. [trigger warning: suicide. viewer discretion advised.]

It started on Wattpad but now is EVERYWHERE! with a published book, a captivating Webcomic on WEBTOON, a published graphic novel, and an upcoming film adaptation by Wattpad WEBTOON studios in Partnership with Stampede. Read, scroll, or watch - Enjoy this romance in any way you like. Stay tuned for film release updates! Basketball star Caleb Lockhart had it all - until a chance encounter with a mysterious woman in red changed everything. For the first time in his life, Caleb wanted something; something he could never have. ***** College heartthrob Caleb Lockhart is the last person a girl like Veronica Strafford should be involved with. Intelligent and ambitious, with good reason to be cynical of the world, Veronica refuses to be the campus player's next conquest, even after a chance encounter sparks an undeniable attraction between them. But with nowhere to stay, and running from recent tragedy, Veronica finds herself leaning on someone else for the first time. Caleb has never wanted something like this before and he's determined to pursue her, even as the secrets of their pasts threaten to break them apart. Book 1 in the Red series

When Vienna dreamed of her future as an artist, she didn’t imagine being the starving kind but life hasn’t quite turned out as she envisaged it. Stuck in a dead-end job and living with her sworn-enemy-turned-best-friend isn’t where she thought she’d be at 23: adulthood isn’t turning out quite as she planned. It doesn’t help that she has her mother breathing down her neck, forcing her to jump through life’s hoops. When a serendipitous meeting comes her way, she has a choice to make and a risk to take: she can play it safe and keep painting by numbers or she can begin a new canvas and risk losing everything to find the joy her life is sorely missing. The natural reaction is to do what any struggling artist would: Vienna quits her job, the only safety net she has, to pursue her dream.

"Why jump?" "Do you know what another word for 'autumn' is?" she asked. He stayed silent. "Fall."

A painful breakup pushes Kyla Evans to get into a fake relationship with the person her ex-boyfriend hates the most: Seth Everett. But what will she do when the game starts to feel too real? ***** Seventeen-year-old Kyla has sworn off love. After getting dumped all too suddenly by her longtime boyfriend Cedric, she becomes convinced that people are never really who you think they are. So when notorious playboy Seth Everett suggests that Kyla fake date him to get back at Cedric, it seems like the perfect plan... as long as she doesn't end up falling for him. Content and/or trigger warning: This story mentions cancer, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

❝The most rebellious people in society are the dreamers; for their minds are capable of creating incredibly beautiful and impossible concoctions. And those single thoughts alone have the ability to reconstruct anything.❞ Alice is nearing graduation and the stress is pushing her to breaking point. So, in a spontaneous decision to run away, she finds herself in the circus tent at a carnival two towns away. What better way to distract herself than speculating upon an entertaining show of optical illusions?

He loved every scar on her body, every birth mark, even her bellybutton, which she thought was too small. He fell in love with every rib, collarbone and bony hip, for they were not the object of her beauty, but the battle scars of her victory.

He disappears with magic. She sits on her chair all day. But when the two collide... The Ghost of the school and the New Damaged Girl consume in their flaws. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #1 |

I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.