The past is the key to the future. teen fiction 179 wattpad featured story

*CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING* When Eden is awakened by a late-night knock to her door, she finds herself treating a wounded stranger-Phoenix, one of the mysterious brothers who live across the street. What begins as a single act of care spirals into obsession as Eden is drawn into their dangerous world. As her connection to Phoenix deepens, her once-stable life unravels, and nothing will ever be the same.

In which two (and sometimes three) teens reflect upon why love sometimes, and actually, really sucks.

A Wallflower. That's what Sony Parker was at Riverbank High, and she was content with it. Until one day when she gets in a fight with a new student because he took her 'corner'. Now she and the new kid, Paul, have been forced to join 'Friendship Club'. Don't let the name deceive you, the club is actually for the school's gang members, delinquents, and homicidal students. The club is notorious for students 'vanishing' if they aren't able to protect themselves. Sony is able to survive the club and its psycho members. But then things start to get weird as one by one the delinquents of the club start to want Sony's comfort in their everyday life problems. {(Reverse-Harem)} {(COMPLETED)}

Madness can only be written in blood. //#1 in Horror, #1 in Action, #34 in Humour and WATTY AWARD WINNER: One of the Most Addictive Stories of 2014 and Featured Story//A Horror Comedy by 8tracks// You can't spell 'manslaughter' without 'laughter'. An adventure in which she takes great pleasure in seeing a whole lot of blood. CAUTION: Contains sick humour and terrifying insanity. Thus, no lighthearted readers allowed. // Are you ready? Because "some say to survive, you have to be Mad As A Hatter." Cover by @xHeyItsAnnax amazing trailer by @carpe-di3m

[Highest Rank: #3 in Romance] "Tell me to kiss you," he whispered so quiet and husk I wouldn't have heard if he wasn't my main focus of attention. "No," I protested knowing good and well that I've never wanted anything more. "Tell me," his other hand slid under his hoodie, his cold finger tips a contrast on my hot body, his lips leaning in to whisper in my ear, "to kiss you." His eyes pulled back and studied my face. I leaned in close, my lips barely touching his. "No," the stretch of my lips making a bit more contact with his. I heard him growl. And then it was as if a gust of wind blew out the candles and everything went cold, including the once occupied space in front of me. He was gone and I was left alone in the dark. ______________________ They say drowning is a peaceful death, one of the best ways to die, if there is even a good way to die at all. They say it's like falling asleep, the calm feeling of water flooding your lungs as the flow of oxygen ceases and you pass from earth to wherever we go after this life. I however, beg to differ. ______________________ When a blue eyed girl stumbles into the town of Wrustles and almost drowns she becomes the talk of the town.. and the chatter of the sea. After being convinced that someone in the water saved her she jumps again, only to find the harsh waves and a face. A face she knew would find her beneath the crashing water above her. A face she believed in before she even knew it existed. ______________________ I update hella frequently! And my chapters are what some would consider short but I promise it's worth it and it allows really frequent updates! ♡ ______________________

...stays on the balcony the only separation between aimee and jace's balconies were the two parallel metal rods reaching just three feet tall, a rather ineffective barrier between the already short spaces. they could hear and see everything from their designated sides, so naturally it would be easy for the conversation to find itself going deeper than just a few snide comments.

(ONE-SHOT!) "OH MY GOD!" I shouted. "What? What's wrong?" he demanded, appearing at my side. "You...you...youyouyou..." I sputtered. "YOU GAVE ME A HICKEY!" "Really? Let's see it." Riordan tilted my chin up. "It looks pretty good actually," he said smugly.

IRIS JOHNSON never could have guessed that a single walk in the middle of a frigid winter night could change her life forever. She had been on one of her frequent nature walks, admiring the scene and reflecting on her wonderful life, when a gunshot goes off way too close for comfort. What Iris had initially thought to be a murderous and deadly shot meant for her, she was soon quick to realize that was not the case when she finds a boy of her age with a gun in his mouth and his finger on the trigger. LOGAN FOSTER has had enough of his life, living in constant guilt and depression. He just wants it all to end. However, he gives Iris three days to convince him not to pull the trigger. Can she do it? This is a story of a girl who vows to save a boy broken beyond repair before it's too late, but how can she possibly save him in such a short amount of time? ********* WARNING: This story deals with heavy issues, such as depression and suicide. Please be careful if these could trigger unwanted emotions from you.