They reminded me of Peter Pan's Lost Boys, wild and rebellious, but all grown up in a way that could only be described in one word: sexy.
A smile crossed Death's cold, skeleton face. "Looks like you're out of a job," he told her. The angel looked up at him, shocked. "I-it's not as easy as it looks," she insisted. [A compilation of short stories that are sometimes about life, but mostly about Death.]
Anyone who knows Alyson Moore knows she's obsessed with pinky promises. From the day she was taught by her mother what they were and how to make one, she made them all the time. Her mom told her the one things to remember about making a pinky promise, is that she should try her hardest if she made one never to break i...
//This is not The Fault in our Stars by John Green, it is a fanfiction. All copyright belongs to John Green and the Penguin Young Readers Group. This book contains spoilers// (Although I was the FIRST to write a fanfiction with this idea, I do not own the idea) Hazel Grace Lancaster has been mourning after the death o...