A SEQUEL TO 1974 - A DAVID BOWIE FANFIC. 10 years after Rosalind Chester meets her idol, David Bowie, it seems things have changed since they last met, making him even more powerful in music than ever before and her a successful business woman and a mother of two. Ros has still listened to David's music and is still faithful to him as a fan, even when the memories from the past hurt her. So what happens when David turns up at her doorstep after losing touch all those years ago? Now that he's free of Angie Bowie, and ready to see Ros again after the pain of hearing the news she had a baby that wasn't his, is it finally time for Ros and David to get together? Or do the 80's make things even more complicated for the duo? Strongly recommend that 1974 - a David Bowie Fanfic, should be read before this one as it will make more sense! The book is in my profile! Enjoy! X

Mary Lou is a room maid in a hotel in Santa Fe. She finds her life boring and hates her job. She wants to live another life like in books. It's hopeless until the day she meets a strange man with mismatched eyes and bright hair

Literally about me. I vent. And talk about my favorite obsessions. And vent. Love meeee.

Sarah has finally moved on from her fairytale past, full of whimsical dresses, and underground kingdoms, but is her past truly done with her?

The year is 1974 and Rosalind Chester is an 18 year old girl who is in love with one of the biggest rockstar's of that time, along with a million other David Bowie fans... When Ros decides it's time to leave home to live in Brixton, her whole world changes. "I was just another fan of Bowie's, one of those fans that dreamed of meeting him. But in reality, and the sad truth is, he'd never know I existed. " - Rosalind Chester. But how wrong she was... So what happens when on a normal night out, Ros ends up having a chat with the man she's been in love with for the past 5 years? And how they both change each other's lives within 12 months... Is this the love story of the Brixton Boy and the little Rebel? In loving memory of David Jones (Bowie) - see you soon Starman x If you enjoyed this story then please go and check out the sequel...! It's called 1984 - link is below! x http://my.w.tt/UiNb/kBmGR0vCku

I have figured out (over my months in Wattpad) that everyone writes imagines for all the "normal" guys women fall for. I am speaking of 1D, Beiber, and 5SOS etc.... I don't go for them. Sorry to all supporters. Please, do not rant on my page but I dislike them immensely. No, this is for lovers of David Jones (Bowie) ONLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And, for those who wish to fall in love with him or are working on learning about him. I hope you enjoy! P.S. I might do some "scenes" but they shall polite and respectful to all involved. I hope I have made myself clear. January 11th, 2016: I just found out this morning that David Bowie has passed on. *begins sobbing* I have, in his memory, opened up a way for people to submit Imagines for him. Please read the section called "Submitting Imagines" in its entirety if you wish to submit one. April 5th, 2016: Due to a build up in Imagine requests, I am temporarily closing them. I will work on writing them all then re-open requests.

*ALERT* THIS IS THE UNEDITED VERSION OF DYING BREATH *ALERT* The edited version has begun to be posted so if you wish to read those chapters, feel free too. The plot is the same but the writing is much better. SUMMARY: When Sarah falls sick unexpectedly and learns she is on her death bed, her teenage nemesis reappears still willing to offer her her dreams. Will she accept or act the part of an idiot and reject immortality?

Jade, 14 ans, collègienne et pas vraiment bien dans sa peau. Son remède ? Michael Jackson, son idole. Jade rêvait comme tous les autres fans de connaître son idole, et d'avoir un lien avec lui, mais lorsque ça lui arriva, ce ne fut pas comme elle l'avait espérée... Choisir entre son idole et ou le reste du monde, son père ou la personne qui était toute sa vie... La jeunne fille était perdue "Certaine choses ne correspondent pas vraiment aux années. Imaginez Michael comme vous voulez :)