Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"This is a story about our love. An intoxicating, fast-paced love that didn't think of time as a source of measurement over the course of a summer that changed my life forever. "A love that resembled a firework. It went up with a bang - outbursts of colors, sounds and emotion - but only out with a short fizzle. An outline of smoke, with the ashes on the ground as the only telltale sign that we actually had something." ~~~~~~~~~~ « further description inside » #2 IN YOUNG ADULT (2/20/20) #6 IN #SUMMER (4/8/19) #93 IN TEEN FICTION (3/25/18) #97 IN TEEN FICTION (3/22/18) #263 IN TEEN FICTION (3/6/18) #647 IN TEEN FICTION (2/23/18) #674 IN TEEN FICTION (2/20/18) #853 IN TEEN FICTION (2/18/18) (An Ex-Featured Wattpad Pick)

Victoria Harris is a bull. Not literally, of course. But she's pretty true to what her zodiac sign says about her. She's stubborn as hell, sarcastic and witty, and is perfectly fine with being on her own. Using guys as a way to pass the time and avoiding romance at all costs is how she functions. She doesn't date and she's determined to keep it that way. But isn't there always one boy that thinks he can change the stubborn girl? This is not a story of love. This is a story of broken boy meets broken girl, as they try to safety pin the pieces of their broken hearts back together. Maybe this time, two wrongs can make it right.

With the limited time they have, she teaches him how to love. And he teaches her how to let go. Copyright © 2018 by jayscitylights. All Rights Reserved.

Bella Winters is a seventeen year old with little confidence, controlled daily by her anxiety. Bella wants to remain hidden in school but ends up gaining the attention from the school's popular bully, and the school's heart throb all within the same week. A heartwarming tale where Bella Winters endures heartbreak that sends her on a discovery of self love and confidence. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED - Do not copy/reproduce or use any of the text in this story.

Heartbroken and lonely, Lola is forced to spend her nights cuddling her cold, squished pillow. With the help of her best friend, Annalise, she finds a service offering the thing she needs most, cuddles. Upon obtaining the service, Lola is in for more than just cuddles.

"Sometimes we know what's best for other people, even though they can't see it themselves." ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ Love is never easy. Except for Lindsay Radcliffe, it is. She loves easily and when she does, she loves hard. Although it might not always be with the right person. But sometimes, we have to go through all the wrong's just to see the right. ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ (Trigger Warning: this story contains content dealing with depression, attempted suicide, and the like) #10 in Teen Fiction (11/13/16) #12 in Teen Fiction (7/2/16) #17 in Teen Fiction (6/29/16) #18 in Teen Fiction (5/16/16) #26 in Teen Fiction (5/3/16) « #freementalillness »

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)