"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

in which a famous football quarterback decided to break up with his girlfriend over the phone. the girl who answered wasn't his girlfriend. • "Hi, this is-" "I want a fucking girlfriend." "..." "..." "Well, as far as I can remember, I'm not an escort." • #30 in Featured as of July 8th 2018 #5 in Light Romance as of June 24th 2018 #1 in Light Romance as of May 14th 2019 #22 in Short Stories as of 26th August 2019

FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is to find Lucy, a homeless girl, hiding from the winter frost in his dad's shed. Elliot's busy, complicated life doesn't permit room for error, and falling in love with a girl from a totally different world sounds like the opposite of a good idea. But Elliot can't help but be drawn to Lucy and her elusive ways--even when she seems to vanish from his life non-stop, each time leaving him with a bigger hole in his heart. But Elliot is determined to break down Lucy's barriers. And when he does, he discovers that her life is more complicated--and dangerous--than he could have imagined. With drafting season approaching, and Elliot's fragile mental health deteriorating, he's forced to face a difficult question: Is first love supposed to hurt so much? *** PLEASE DO NOT ADD THIS STORY TO GOODREADS.

"Every fairytale begins in the rain." When you run into an old bookshop in the middle of Paris to escape a storm, who knows who you might meet there. {Written 2014.}

There is an intangible magic to the secret double-lives of strangers on trains. She spends her journeys gazing out at city lights outside the window of the train. He watches strangers on the seats around him. Two strangers living off the stories of strangers, with only one journey to find their own. {Written 2013.}

A quiet afternoon is infinitely more interesting when you add a young man who claims to be a time-traveler, a half-completed shopping list, and an unhealthy amount of sarcasm. {Written 2014}

This is mainly short story or full length stories you can write. I find these mostly on Pinterest because I spend most of my time on there. But some may be from me. This can be a daily thing for you to become a better writer so there might be 365 chapters or more Updates will be somewhat everyday. Enjoy! 😀 (The picture on the title page does not belong to me and credit goes to the original owner.)

Eidetic Memory is the ability to remember everything you have ever done, seen, smelled, tasted and touched. To some it is a gift; to others a curse. For Harry Potter, it's both. For as long as he can remember, Harry Potter has been waiting for the day that he would receive his Hogwarts letter. Now the time has finally come for him to attend the most prestigious magical academy in all of Britain. The time has finally come to make his mark on the world. However, between striving to prove himself as a powerful and intelligent wizard, entering the world of pureblood politics at the tender age of 11, and struggling to determine where the line between being helpful and being manipulative must be drawn, Harry is going to have his hands full. And wait. What's this about a powerful stone with the ability to grant immortality on the third floor corridor? A rendition of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" with some major AU changes. Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list

***Wattpad Picks: Up And Coming*** The magical story of Connor DeGray and his experience with Cirque Periculum. Connor the Con has found it progressively harder to survive in the small town of Greenview, Kansas. There was no way he was going to go back to that Orphanage for Deprived Boys, and that's where the entire town wants him. When he discovers a traveling circus due to arrive in town that week, he hatches an escape plan that involved hijacking the circus and hopefully finding his parents. He discovers there is much more to this circus, and himself, than he had first expected. Join Connor as he travels with a circus that is more than meets the eye, and ultimately finds himself as the central performer to a mystery he must unravel before it's too late. Fear the Alchemist. #1 in Magician #1 in WIP #2 in Circus #148 in Adventure

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|