Do you know the real story of Hansel and Gretel? I bet that you don't. Do you know the real story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs? Again, I bet you don't. I am going to tell you the true story. So you had better listen well. Candy Apple is told from Gretel's POV.
❝I- what? What are you talking about? Who is this?❞ ❝Well the bathroom stall says that this number is the gateway to a good time, and unless you're trying to say that a bathroom stall is lying to me, I think I need a little more information to be sold. Do you have like a yelp page I could look up? Past customer review...
In which two (and sometimes three) teens reflect upon why love sometimes, and actually, really sucks.
SEQUEL TO BALCONIAL CONVERSATIONS | In which Katherine and Cambriel suffer the ups and downs of a long distance relationship | Wattys 2016 | cover by the fabulous @kdkellow
Read the full-length story on FicFun (link in bio)! In which an enigmatic freshman speaks through a shared bathroom door to his mysterious troubled neighbour. (Conversations SPIN-OFF)
bal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1
Everybody knows her true identity as the Queen Eadu. The people of Faiyria are thrilled. Others are less thrilled. Particularly the Amazons-a group of people hired four years ago to murder Eadu. They're furious that she's still alive, and will do anything to finish her off. Facing destruction, Eadu faces two options...
Lynx is a orphaned girl living at the House For Misplaced Girls. She knows exactly what to do, and where to go until she is picked up by some Snatchers, and sold to a rich man with a evil plan. The King and Queens son is ready to be married, and is asking for noble men's daughters to be presented to him. Along with tw...
"It's like there's a brick wall in my heart. If I let my guard down-even for just a second, then that wall will collapse, and everything I've bottled up over the years will come flooding out and drown me. If I start crying now, then I don't know if I'll ever stop." -excerpt from The Final Hour Wh...