This is the very first poem I ever wrote. I wrote 'Lead Me By The Hand' at a time when things looked bleak and I perceived life as more darkness than light. Thankfully, instead of spiralling out of control, my feelings and emotions manifested themselves into this poem. I would like to further add that a part of the inspiration for the poem came from the book 'The Fountainhead' by Ayn Rand. It is a brilliant piece of literature, and if you haven't read it yet, you should!

{Honorable Mention for the Romance "Those Blue Eyes" contest.} There are happy accidents and dangerous accidents. Luka and Eleanor have to figure out which kind they're living - or if their meeting is a blend of both. // For Elizabeth - who saw it all. // 2015 © Ara James. All rights reserved. Cover art by @lucyface.

{Winner in the Romance Writing Prompt Story Contest} Cassidy’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. She also hates me. There’s still hope for one of those things to change.

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

An exercise to know your self and way of showing gratitude to people who exist in your life with love!! Tagged by my beautiful wattpad friends!! Thanku, Khushi95 #28 in nonfiction(18/1/2015)

{Honorable Mention in the Romance "How They Met" contest} Does falling head-over-heels get easier if you meet sixty feet up in the air? {Short story featuring Lia from my novel "Cherries"}

A Snape and Lily oneshot in afterlife after Snape's death. Written for a competition hosted by @thelastsign (Third Prize Winner) :D

[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.

❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

They thought their love was infinite, but what if only one of them can remember their past? Imogen Howard has woken up from a head injury suffering from retrograde amnesia. She cannot remember anything about her current life as a nineteen year old student and has only a couple of childhood memories. Thrown back into a life that was previously hers, Imogen has to come to terms with everything she once knew and adapt back into her life, with her family, friends and particularly with her boyfriend, Ozzy. But with mounting pressure to remember her past, how will Imogen cope? And will she want everything from her previous life to remain the same, if the girl she once was isn't the girl who she is now?