Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.

They reminded me of Peter Pan's Lost Boys, wild and rebellious, but all grown up in a way that could only be described in one word: sexy.

They were never supposed to fall in love. In fact, they were probably never even supposed to meet. But life does that sometimes; it brings you someone who unexpectedly turns your world upside down. For Ella, it all began on the last day of summer, in a small bakery on the edge of town. With three teenage boys, a plastic knife and a rocketship birthday cake. lol I'm not dead guys

On depression, and recovery. ❝Perhaps this is our kingdom, perhaps our crowns are the green specks of light that fall into our hair. And perhaps this is our fantasy, and perhaps we have no crowns but collars, collars that bind us to our differences and drive away the threat of being alike. Or perhaps we have both crowns and collars. Perhaps these two are in a constant war against each other, just as we are all in a constant war against ideals.❞

He's a would-be college student stacking books in the local library. She's a high school senior nearing graduation. He leads a life of organized chaos and she's living by the book. He's free but all she can see are consequences. You can't control who you fall in love with. [To be published end of summer 2025. Stay tuned for details.]

When Maverick Hawke is nine years old, he is told that he will die before he reaches the age of twenty five. His life changes forever, finally becoming aware of the disease that he had been sheltered from his whole life. It's incurable, unstoppable, and it effects every single person born after the year 1990. With a 100% mortality rate, the world is in a desolate state. They've created a system, a way of classifying the infected. There's the Positives, the ones who have a higher chance at reaching the age of 25, they experience less symptoms, live fuller lives. Then there's the Negatives, some dying as young as 17, they live with terrible symptoms, wasting away before everyone's eyes. This itself is bad enough, but there's more. Of course there's more. They don't know how it happens, they don't know the mechanics behind it. They just know that it's proven, and it is absolutely and utterly forbidden. A Positive and a Negative must never fall in love because if they do, it will kill them both.

Sage and Vera are both high-school seniors. Different schools, different worlds, but both managing to survive in New York City. The world is a lot less big when Sage and Vera realize they live in the same apartment building, but the real story begins when Sage bumps into Vera on the roof. It turns out that Sage is actually not too great at surviving in New York. Through daily conversations on the roof, Sage and Vera learn how to see life in different perspectives, battle against the obstacles in their lives, and find themselves in the most unlikely of ways. Best Rank : #65 in Short Story

The darkest parts of you will leave stars behind.

"You're on the naughty list." He says jokingly and I roll my eyes. "Really?" "Yeah but not on Santa's." He says his turquoise eyes brighter than city lights. I drop the dish cloth and look up at him with my hands at my hips. "Then who's?" "Mine." ~*~ Clarity Evers. Hates the cold and doesn't know how to enjoy the holidays without criticizing how cheery, jolly and annoyingly peppy the world is this time of year. River Walters. Loves the snow and making people smile. He's a boyish jokester who loves to let go and have fun. Especially in the Christmas season. So what happens when Clarity witnesses River walk in her mother's bakery and light the place up like he's the energy the place needs? Is he more or less the energy that she needs as well? River loves to make people smile. ..and the next person on his list is Clarity. Clarity Evers. ~*~ #103 in Short Story - 03/29/16 #70 in Short Story - 03/30/16 #41 in Short Story - 04/26/16 I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! THESE CHARACTERS SWEAR LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW SO BE AWARE. (Although no one really cares if there is a shitload of swearing, but if you do then don't say I did not warn you.) Thanks for reading! ~Nicole Beautiful cover: @herondayles

Based on Troye Sivan's Blue Neighbourhood trilogy. ❝What if we just drove away?" he asked me, hands on the railing. "Leave this blue neighbourhood?" His curls were in artful disarray. I wanted to kiss him. "Where would we go?" I asked. Lately, he'd been talking about blue neighbourhoods a lot. According to him, a blue neighbourhood was a place where you most felt at home, and you could always go back to. I didn't think I had a blue neighbourhood, to be honest.❞