Sophie Martin has never believed in werewolves beyond the pages of Twilight and cheesy horror flicks. She's more into innocent romance and designer boots than solving brutal murders and catching trained assassins. But like some things in life, Sophie doesn't have an option. Not an option to avoid the supernatural as it's thrown into her life, and certainly not an option to avoid the boy with the blue eyes and the firm grip. || in progress || ©allysabronwyn 2013 ©cosmically 2014

❝ I hate it. I hate not remembering. I want to. I want to remember what it was like to have something, someone! ❞ ❝ You do. You have me. ❞ Indigo has woken up on an abandoned road in the town of Beacon Hills, a place of misfit werewolves and other supernaturals. When Scott McCall offers his aid and friendship, Indigo is thrown into his world- and into the arms of his best friend, Stiles Stilinski. ALL RIGHTS GO TO TEEN WOLF. I ONLY OWN INDIGO, HER LINES, AND HER PLOT POINTS. ☒ #172 in Fanfiction

"thank you for choosing target, we'll see you tomorrow."

❝Hi! I love your books.❞ ❝Hi! I love you.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

{completed} ✓ - For Darcy Williams her little sister is everything, and she will always be first. Always. No matter what, no matter who. Her own wishes and desires are in second place, even if it means to say no to Liam Payne because that would break her sweet little sister’s heart. “I’ll never hurt you.” That promise never was so hard to keep since a pop sensation appeared in her life and made her start to think of herself for a change. Maybe she will put herself first this time, maybe she will let herself fall in love… Maybe.

❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

He broke the promise that would've kept our friendship together. No calls, texts, facetimes, or any signs of communication while he was off at X Factor. So what happens when Niall comes back and expects to be treated the same? Well, what happens is the exact opposite of what he was thinking. I simply ignored his sorry ass- I mean butt. But me being the considerate person I am, gave Niall one more chance at being my friend. Prank War. The prize for the winner is simple, but can change everything in a heartbeat. If I win, I choose where our friendship stands. If Niall wins, he chooses where our friendship stands. So I have one last thing to say to you Niall, before the war begins. Game On, Horan.

❝I'm so smooth that when people talk to me they slip and fall.❞ ❝I must be one of your victims, for i sure have fallen for you.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

{completed} ✓ - He lost the woman he once loved due to his fame, since then he promised he would never do such a thing to a normal girl again. He would never ruin another life again. But it’s not always that easy when life puts someone who you just can’t resist in front of you.