bal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1
She has skin like porcelain. He is a shade like bronze. But when all their differences are put to the side... The Brown Boy and The White Girl indulge in the sparks between them. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #3 |
two cousins. two girls. a sleepover. and a night to unravel things they thought they already knew about each other. and a bed as a witness to their teenage-ry secrets. [copyrights 2014]
Alexandra Hunt has only two things on her list to do when she gets to Hollywood. 1. Surprise her boyfriend, James who is interning at a movie set. 2. Avoid Flynn Mathers, Hollywood's ultimate A-Lister and who also happens to be her biological father who asked her mother to have an abortion. It certainly didn't involve...
A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3...
Read the full-length story on FicFun (link in bio)! In which an enigmatic freshman speaks through a shared bathroom door to his mysterious troubled neighbour. (Conversations SPIN-OFF)
"You look dead." I'm not dead. I'm still alive. Don't look at me. I'm ugly. I need to be perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Casual sex is harder than it seems. In order to keep it safe, both emotionally and physically, Jake comes up with a set of rules.
You are ignorant and selfish. All the colors inside of you are gray, like the you smoke exhale. You are easily forgettable and, unethical. Life is a joke to you. You have no passions or hobbies. You do nothing all day. You don't care about anyone but yourself. You use women like toilet paper, but you're the real piece...
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.
in which a boy forgets how to breathe every time he sees her face. [ extended summary inside ] for all of these causes: #freeyourbody #bodypositivity #nomorebullying #stopbodyshaming #projectcharacter #helpfightcliches #weareteenqueens #breakstereotypes #projectacceptyou
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn'...
