feisty and beautiful paisley hampton has been in love with the idea of love for a while. when she learns about the magical ferris wheel that ensures good luck in love, she hops on without thinking. enter landon. kinda cute, kinda punk rock, and maybe kind of fate? somehow, they end up sharing a ride together on the fe...
Sixteen-year old Olivia Grey has gotten the idea of writing letters. Every letter addressed to a different person and in those letters she’ll tell all, she’ll be brave and courageous and she’ll get everything off her chest and then when she’s done, she’ll burn them. Why? Because some things are just better left unspo...
Twenty-four days. That's how long it took me to fall in love. Pretty impressive, since for the first twenty-three days all I had to fall in love with were little presents slipped into my locker. [#81 teen fiction / #1 holidays] NOTE - I wrote this book at 14 so the characters are 15-16 year olds. This is your warning...
"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."
To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
maybe he was just lost and he just needed to be found by the one he saved. {a sequel to Saving Grace}
Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021
Logan Ace has had a crush on his childhood best friend since they were in their mother's womb, and now that he's found out he has lung and bronchial cancer - he realizes he wants to do something memorable before he dies. And that is to make Belle fall in love with him, because he's seems to be deep in the friend zone...
Everyone dies, someday and somehow. Sixteen year old Allie is dying of cancer. More than anything, she wants to be a normal teenager. But pretending is exhausting and the lies pile up. With a chance at first love and true friends, Allie must choose between maintaining the pretence or risking everything with the trut...
One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4
The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )
there should be stars for great wars like ours. there ought to be awards and plenty of champagne for the survivors. [ poetry #1 18/12/14 ]
