With a brutal, faceless killer walking freely on the streets of Freetown, everyone's instinct is to run and hide. Seventeen-year-old Cassidy Meyer's instincts however, immediately urge her to run toward the direction of danger in an attempt to unmask the killer's identity, thereby satisfying her life-long obsession for crime-solving. Her obsession with the case starts to create a wedge between her and her loved ones, and it starts to put everyone's life in danger. The only way to salvage her friendship and save everyone's life is to finish what she started; to find the killer before he can claim another life. #8 in Mystery/Thriller. (Highest ranking so far.)

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

He came from a broken-loving Family. She came from the Slums. But when the two are faced with one another.... The Family Boy and the Homeless Girl find serenity. © 2015 All rights reserved

[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |

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]]

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 |

a story about them; through a series of texts. "you don't need to meet someone in real life to meet the real them" 「 copyright @simrankdhaliwal highest rank - first in short story lowercase intended for stylistic purposes 」

Money can't buy Love. And by Love, I mean me - Love Harrison. And by money, I mean the millions of dollars I just won from the lottery. Although, now that I have newfound popularity, the eyes of everyone in the nation watching me, and the heart of a few boys at school, having a lot of money has changed my life in ways I never thought it would. Oh, but, really. Money can't buy Love. I think. Copyright © 2016 BellaLunaa All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without written permission from the author.

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

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 |