#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

Charlie York knew nothing, for sixteen long years. She never knew that her father was Poseidon, or that her best friend was her protector. She never knew that Camp Half Blood really existed. She never knew the gods controlled everything in the world. But most of all, she never knew she would fall for Percy Jackson. Thanks to TheyCallUsTeens for lending me the story! I'll probably be writing most of the chapters now.. lol.. Hope you like me? :D And I'll be working on this story with TheyCallUsTeens! I'll be changing little parts on where she wrote, So Yeah! Thanks to her(:

Rainie Harper was like every other wolf who dreamed of finding her mate. A mate who loved her and made her smile with every word he spoke. A mate who would always be there with a hand to brush her tears away and open arms that felt like home. Rainie did not expect to discover that her mate was none other than Mason Vermont. The school's very own jerk. Everyone knew what he was like. He was not only a player, but a heartbreaker. Mason doesn't want a mate and he certainly doesn't want Rainie. So he does the only thing he knows he can - he rejects her.

The Original Trio. That's what they'd always been. But as Maddie and Chloe are growing closer, Paige and Chloe are growing farther. The only thing Paige wants more than anything in the world is to be like Maddie, and be Chloe's best friend again.

A collection of One-Shot stories based on Dance Moms.

All kids go and grow up. Brooke is growing up and isn't stopping for anyone. Prequel to Bad Girls

** I wrote this story before reading the next series of Percy Jackson, so don't hate...this is purely my imagination** Percy Jackson fan-fic with a twist... Arya is a powerful 14 year old demi-god. Her father is Neptune and her mother is Venus...and she was also blessed by the 12 Olympians Can she convince her wild, and crazy camp to fight along side Camp Half Blood...a greek camp? To save Olympius from the dark Lord Kronos Can she really tie a Roman and Greek camp together? She must bring Camp True Blood and Camp Half Blood together, for that is the only way to win the greatest battle of all. **I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS APART FROM THE ONES I HAVE MADE UP!**

How does it feel to be best friends with a movie star? Enter my life. It mainly involves dealing with crazed fans, fighting a slutty prima donna, containing my growing feelings for a certain blue-eyed doofus, and keeping my modelling career afloat. Yeah, I know. It does suck.