< a 35 minutes read > __________ ❝"They serve the best milkshakes ever!" You sounded so much like a kid. "My favourite is Butterscotch. What's yours? Wait, let me guess it. Chocolate? Oreo? Cookie dough?" "Butterscotch," my lips blurted out. And with the way your eyes lighted up, I decided to let sixteen years of my hate for milkshakes go.❞ __________ Christmas. Everyone remembers it as a day of festivity, joy and gingerbread. Artis Hart remembers it as the day she lost faith in love. In 2009, Artis Hart and Ethan Brewer parted ways during Christmas Eve, both not knowing what went wrong. Now eight years later, Artis sets out to find Ethan and demand what actually went wrong during Christmas Eve all those years back. Tangled in between broken memories, new changes, unspoken words and two different time periods, will a simple curiosity turn out to be a second chance? Or remain just a beautiful disaster? _______ #293 [ romance ] #6 [ short story ] cover credit: yours truly image credit: to owner word arts credit: yours truly trailer credit: yours truly All rights reserved.

An insomniac and a wrong number.

Sometimes there is more than being in love, than being heartbroken. Sometimes we have more to care, more to give and more to think than a person. But sometimes it is okay if that is what you care, it is okay to be heartbroken and to love, fiercely love and have doubts. Sometimes it is about the guy, and it is okay.

A mysterious guy named Jayson Thom , no one knows anything about him . He has a bestfriend named Emilie , Emilie's sis Milli finds out that something's wrong with that guy . An original story To know futher read the story and enjoy 😉 Disclaimer : I am not a professional writer .

When Sheriff's daughter, Maisie, is about to lose her grandmother's bakery, she enlists the help of four delinquents who are seconds away from prison.

*NOT A SEQUEL, but a FULL rewrite* Self-proclaimed weirdo April Hale and the notorious troublemaker Ryder Black have been living side by side for more than five years. Both never attempted to communicate with each other. Now they're in college, and STILL living side by side on their dorm. One night, though, Ryder's vindictive ex-girlfriend floods his room and he asks her a question that might change both of their lives: "March, will you let me stay in your room?" He even got her name wrong. - A coming of age story about loss, the wonders of first love, and ultimately, pretending to be normal. Get inside April's distorted and yet humorous perspective, and watch as she learns more about friendship, self-acceptance, and love. Cover by Gukmello

Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.

Every story needs a catalyst. For Wren Jamison, it was Walter Quinn. * * * * * Catalyst. Science will tell you it's a substance that speeds up change. So I looked forward to the day I would stop being a sleeping in, semi-seriously homeschooled, number one Dave Franco fan girl. But I never thought that day would come so soon, so quickly – and I never figured that Italian sports cars, designer clothes and an army of girls ready to claw my eyes out would come with it. And what exactly did I need to do to turn from a completely nutty nobody to the kind of person everyone kept their eye on? Simple. Just Add Walter. Copyright © 2014 CrayonChomper

"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper