My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

"So what's your name, miss America?" He asked leaning his side against the chair, propping himself up with his arm. Oh god, his arm; tanned and toned. It took me a second to get it out. I'm sure he could feel how uncomfortable I was and I could tell he thought it was hilarious by the look of his crooked smile. "Um.... It's uh. Ju-Juliette. Juliette St. Cloud." Damn it, Jules, get your act together! It's just a boy for Christ's sake. "Ah, that's a beautiful name," he smiled, cheekily. "And yours?" I asked, hesitantly. Did I want to know this cute boy's name that would probably lower my grade in this class? I certainly did. "Ashton. Ashton Irwin." Juliette St. Cloud is finally leaving Hillview, Massachusetts and is entering her junior year of High School abroad in the one and only Sydney, Australia. On her first day of school, she meets the charming, hilarious, geeky Ashton Irwin in her Creative Writing class. She is attracted to his cheekiness, but doesn't want to fall too hard, knowing she'll only be spending the school year there. Will she let herself fall for him, or will she keep her distance to avoid getting her heart broken by the end of the year?

Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.

A Christmas Special: It’s time for the holidays and as Amber’s bustling to get everything ready, Harry’s finishing up his second world tour with the boys, excited to get back and spend the season with Amber. But when an unexpected snowstorm hits New York causing Harry’s flight to be delayed and a power outage at the airport, things begin to get a lot more complicated. Will Harry make it home to Holmes Chapel in time for Christmas Eve, or will Amber be spending this Christmas alone beneath the mistletoe?

Love is crazy, You'll do anything for that one person, Just to see them smile. Just to hear there laugh. You would do anything to keep them happy, anything to keep them safe. When Niall falls for Clara, he falls hard, but Clara is hiding something from Niall, something big that could change there lives for ever. Clara finds out she's diagnosed with Leukemia and knows she won't make it, She feels like theres no reason for living until she falls for Niall, Niall changes her life and gives her feelings she thought she would never feel. What happens when two people fall in love, But eventually have to be broken apart. Will Niall say goodbye before he gets his heart broken, Or will he stick around and give Clara a shoulder to cry on. ***NOTE*** This story is in Diary Entry. :) Twitter: @stylestopic

Hey, my name is Ryder Mendez. I'm seventeen years old. My life has never been normal. I got kicked out of school when I was 15. My mum is an alcoholic. My dad ditched us for another woman. My mum kicked me out of our flat because she couldn't cope with me. After that, I met a couple of mates that introduce me to the life I live today. Which is filled with drugs, alcohol, and trouble.. *Sneak Peek* The fact that it was past 11 o'clock at night and we were in the woods didn't help me with my escape. Also, being the clumsy person that I am I tripped over a fallen branch. I tried to get up but my foot was stuck. "Shit." I murmured under my breathe. The feeling of a large hand on my forearm startled me. The figure hoisted me up to my feet. I could only see his silhouette due to the darkness that engulfed us. "Run." His husky voice whispered. "They are close."

Possessive pos·ses·sive 1. demanding someone’s total attention and love But how do you show this love when your possession hates your guts? How do you express this love without them pushing you away? How do you explain love you’ve never felt before? Guess Harry Styles has to figure out. [Highest Rankings: #10 in Fanfiction and #18 in Humor] - current cover credited to @WhiteHope - THIS IS NOT MY STORY. I AM SIMPLY REPOSTING IT FOR @1DLover121. I have her full permission to repost this story.

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

"I'm Luke." "I know." "I'm Brooke," she smiled. I looked at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "I know," I smiled back. © 2014, vanillacid || All Rights Reserved. cover by me highest ranking: #36 in fanfiction