Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021

Believing in mermaids and mermen are only for little innocent children who've been fans of the Disney movie, but not until Melanie saw something unusual one cold night on the docks of Hull Bay. But it wasn't just something; it was someone familiar. Brown hair, sad eyes, pale skin. "Seth??" © Copyright 2013 Cynthia Green

After 11 follows the life of a 17 year old boy named Charlie. Charlie has a painfully below average life, struggling with complications such as self-harm, depression and anxiety, Charlie struggles to keep any faith in humanity. his life is a downwards spiral towards a vacant funeral and a suicide note. All until he meets porcelain. a cancer patient. Love is inevitable and love is infinite. But as they begin to fall into endless oblivions of their fairytale fantasies, both their lives take a turn for the worst. Both broken. Both brittle. This isn't a love story. This is a survival story.

"Not just a flavour, but a way of life." When seventeen-year-old Flo Kennedy is forced to up sticks and trade her life in London for a sleepy seaside town on the south coast, she's anything but excited. Walden-on-Sea could win awards for being Britain's dullest town, and with a population consisting almost entirely of over sixties, teenagers are an endangered species. Silently struggling with her parents' death and separation from her sister, Flo's convinced she's in for the worst summer of her life. But when she meets the guy in the ice cream shop, things start to change. It's not long before she lands herself a job, a new set of friends and maybe even the beginnings of first romance. For the first time in several years, she's happy. But Flo knows all too well that things can't stay perfect forever, and after all, being on top of the world only gives you further to fall.

"Being reunited with your childhood best friend after eight years apart? Sounds like a heart-warming story. Finding out that said best friend is now a complete jerk who's determined to make your life hell? Not so much." Georgie and Connor were once inseparable. Best friends from birth, they did everything together - well, that was until Connor's dad got a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity and the family was forced to relocate to New York. At age sixteen, Georgie's life is totally different - her main goal being to keep her head down and escape the brutalities of high school with as little emotional scarring as possible. Balancing school, work and her dwindling social life is enough of a challenge, but it's about to get a bit more complicated when her conceited ex-best friend gets thrown into the mix. Maybe friendship should come with an instruction booklet.

With summer just around the corner, Coraline's prepared for another busy tourist season at her family's hotel. What she's not expecting, however, is England's hottest up-and-coming music sensation, Leon McCarthy, showing up at the check-in desk.

❝ and slowly her body turned to bones and her mind into ash. as for her smile, it was nonexistent ❞

isn’t it ironic how we kill flowers because we think that they are beautiful but we kill ourselves because we think that we are not

the boy leaned over and handed her the the striped sweater he had been wearing. she smiled as she pulled it on. "i love you, beautiful." he said. the girl only shook her head, now wanting the heavy wool to be as far away as possible. "no you dont. why would you say that?" "cause it's too cold for you here and now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater." ♥ one time the boy told her he loved her. and that she was beautiful. but he had lied. if she was truly beautiful, then he would have stayed because their love was too strong. “i guess it wasn't.” she said out loud. she said it outloud because alice thought things sounded better that way. thats what he had told her anyways.

he leaned closer to me in the back of that rusty pickup truck, and smiled. "i love you" he said, gazing into my eyes. "don't lie to me." i said, leaning away from him. "i've never lied to you." "yes, yes you have. you told me i was pretty and i most definitely am not." ✽ she ate flowers because you are what you eat and she wanted to be beautiful