Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

He put flowers on her doorstep for her birthday. Too bad Nina was allergic to pollen. [ cover made by @incendia- ]

Lines We Forget is now published and available in both e-book and paperback on Amazon and at all good book retailers. *** Love never comes easy, especially to those who aren't prepared for it... Twenty-four-year-old musician Charlie Stone has always played the classics. It's just another day of playing the same old songs when he notices her-Anna Garrett, a beauty with cold-bitten, rosy cheeks and a coffee cup clutched in her hands. Five songs later, and she's still standing there. He vows to steal her heart the only way he knows how. In the heart of London, chance encounters are few and far between, but a warm melody can bring people together... New day, same old disappointments. Anna Garrett believes her luck at finding love has stalled before it's even started when she's stood up for a second date with a friend of her housemate. But when she sees a handsome musician playing his heart out, everything changes. Memories come flooding back. As she listens to the music, Anna realises she must take matters of love and luck into her own hands. When opposites attract, sparks fly... After a series of wonderful, unconventional dates, feisty Anna and hopeless romantic Charlie declare their love for each other. But their newfound bond is rocked to its core by a New Year's Eve party gone awry that threatens to throw them off course. Finally, a bright future appears to be within their grasp. But when Anna's world fractures and distance comes between them, the real work begins. Will their love go on in perfect harmony, or become another old song full of Lines We Forget? *** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Copyright (c) 2016 J. E. Warren & Limitless Publishing Cover Copyright (c) 2016 J.E. Warren

❝The most rebellious people in society are the dreamers; for their minds are capable of creating incredibly beautiful and impossible concoctions. And those single thoughts alone have the ability to reconstruct anything.❞ Alice is nearing graduation and the stress is pushing her to breaking point. So, in a spontaneous decision to run away, she finds herself in the circus tent at a carnival two towns away. What better way to distract herself than speculating upon an entertaining show of optical illusions?

(The Triumvirate Histories Book Four) What does the world think when a girl who'd been dead for three months turns up at the site of a huge CIA raid, which ended up with an explosion and four deaths? That she might have been in a stickier situation before than they'd known. What did they think would happen when she had a major panic attack after she realized that everything about her was gone, locked away in her mind? Well, obviously what did happen...or else they wouldn't have been prepared to knock her out again with morphine. And just who would that girl be? Me, Emmy Alexander...at least, that's who they told me I was. You know the stories of people with amnesia after a traumatic accident. They don't remember weeks, months, or maybe even a few years of their lives. I'd call them lucky, because they at least had a foundation to build on. Me? I couldn't remember a thing when I'd woken up after they'd knocked me out after my panic attack. I couldn't remember me, my family, my best friend, how I'd gotten the burns and cuts that now marred my body... I couldn't remember whose green eyes haunted my dreams every single night. My therapist said that my memories might come back in my dreams, when my subconscious mind was free to be revealed. And so far, she'd been right. Parts of my life were slowly coming back to me - my father's laugh, my mother's smile, my brother Jason's and best friend Drake's annoying overprotectiveness. But there were others that I couldn't explain - a tale of secret societies, puzzle keys, bronze boxes, and break-ins to museums and government buildings around the world. It wasn't until I saw those eyes on a man, who seemed so familiar that it made my heart ache, from across a gallery in the Louvre. A man who introduced himself as John Raymond. And it didn't take me very long to realize that maybe, just maybe, he was the key to everything.

I saw a lot of these on other sites and tumblr and I decided to add them for Wattpad readers :) some are inspired from tumblr and other sites and some are FROM tumblr (NOT ALL MINE!!!!!!!) and some are written by MOI. I try to write as much as I can but sometimes you get stuck so you need inspiration. Enjoy :) xxxx

[COMPLETED] [SHORT STORY] ❝Why do you carry around that backpack?❞ ❝The same reason you carry around that smile. To hide all the pain.❞ or in which Bonnie and Harry get to know eachother, and soon realize that they have more in common than they think- with the help of his mysterious backpack, of course. ************* Copyright © 2014: All Rights Reserved to @gymnasliam [from June 2014 to May 2015]

“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.” ― John Lennon