Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.

She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii

Is it cheating if it's the same man but different personalities. Date started: 2/04/17 Date finished: never lmao sucks to suck

She wore her collection of sins on her skin.

Ebony & Ivory. Darkness and light. Two ends of the spectrum and somehow Harry Styles finds himself right in the midst of them both. How will he decide? Ebony Saville once considered as being strong willed and independent, though somewhere along the way she has lost a sense of herself. She is stuck in a tired relationship not lacking in routines and resentment, along with an unwavering obligation to stay. Emotionally invested, her attempts at holding on seem more and more futile, and she is faced with the harsh reality of whether she needs to make the life-altering decision to stay and fight for what they had, or to move on. Ivory Oakes is unknowingly unsure of herself, and thrust into a city that takes advantage of girls who are young, naïve and too pretty. She falls adamantly and unapologetically in love with a boy who gives himself to her, but there is only so much of himself that he can give. Will she open her eyes to the truth, or continue to blindly fall further in love? Written in the perspective of two very different girls both unknowingly dating the same boy that the world adores. [Ranked 5th in Fanfics] All Rights Reserved © WordsWithGem 2014

After admittedly the world's crappiest suicide attempt, eighteen year old Charlie Hogan cannot be trusted to be home alone and is shipped across the country to stay with an absentee, dead beat dad in Florida. And thus begins a summer of transformation; of beaches and swampland, retirement homes and the Electro Complex; an anarchic, anachronistic, apocalyptic world filled up with violence and hedonism, home to the best friends Charlie will ever find. And then there's this mixed up boy- the kind who shoots lightning bolts up your spine, right into your skull- who's about to screw with Charlie's whole world. Forget everything you know about boy meets girl, Electro is a hot wet soup of gender identity, Dr Freud, Dr seuss, interminable sexual obsession and prosthetic penises...[hs au]

(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

May urban legend na kumakalat online. May sumpa raw sa Shibuya na tuwing sasakay ka sa last train ride ng 23:57PM ay magsisimulang magbago ang buhay mo... Story and Art: Raykosen FB, IG and Twitter: @raykosen Note: ~ A paranormal story na isinulat ko habang nasa train station ako ng Shibuya (Tokyo). ~ Check out the ALAGAD story for extension of this story. It talks about Rio Sakurada's point of view and story. ~ Thank you for making 23:57 number 1 in the Paranormal genre ranking on its first to final chapters! ~ 23:58, a 23:57 sequel debuted in March 2020.

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."