Update: This story has been discontinued. - I am terribly sorry. Your mother lied to you. She told you that you were unique, and that as a teenager you have a whole bunch of options you can choose from to determine who you want to be. She must have been high. Look, I'm going to tell you this honestly. Somewhere out there in this floating sphere of green and blue, there's a person who acts just like you. It's the combinations of different personalities - which eventually lead up to an actual human being - that makes us all unique. But it can't hurt to find out where your personality stems from, right? Wanna know who you are? I'll help you out. There are 36 students in my classroom. Which one are you?

UNDER MAJOR EDITING! ☁ In which a man who has everything, finds himself getting lost in his own sadness. WARNING: Those who suffer with depression and or addiction be cautious while reading this story. This story I do not believe will cause anyone harm but I do warn those who are sensitive to depression and addiction must be warned. Please, if you or anyone you know are suffering with severe depression and are suicidal please call this number: 1 (800) 273-8255 (If you do not live in the US then please look up the number on the internet.) Love you all!

❝The young always have the same problem — how to rebel and conform at the same time.❞ ~Quentin Crisp ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ "You're a screwed up mess, Charlie, and if you think you're going to spill it over onto me you've got another thing coming." Sure, everything wasn't as breezy as daises but when Charlie suddenly disappears from Blair's life for the next 7 years, It wouldn't be wrong of Blair to completely hate Charlie's guts when he returns those years later. Throw in annoying teenagers, dramatic confrontations and lame cheesy jokes and you've got The Life We Never Lived. ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♠ The cover was beautifully made by Silverbanneret © 2015 by AutotunedBird All rights reserved.

A story of an adventurous girl with a strange heart disease who's given up on life...and a rebellious boy who believes life has given up on him.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

❝A book for comebacks.❞ WARNING// If easily offended please do not read this book as you might be upset by some of the content.

A BAD BOY STOLE MY BRA is published and no longer available on Wattpad. It is available in multiple languages, including English, French, German, Italian and Indonesian as paperback and e-book internationally. It is also available as an adaptation on the app Episode - 'It Started With a Bra.' This copy has the first 3 chapters ONLY. SPIN OFF SEQUEL (Same characters): The Anti Delinquent System is fully available on Wattpad! It follows Chase's love story, with large amounts of Riley, Alec, Joe, Violet and Dylan! Picture this: You wake up in the middle of the night, swamped in your star wars covers and completely and utterly groggy to the extent that you look like something from the Monsters Inc. movie. You hear a sound, so you sit up and turn your lamp on, and that's when you see it. Your new neighbour, clambering halfway through your window (Still managing to look like some sort of a Greek god, I may add) holding your MICKEY MOUSE BRA. What do you do? Well, you scream obviously. Then what? Why, you get revenge of course. Romance #1 Humour #3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Cover and Official Trailer made by @moonxriver

Sinister! That’s what it was. What his laugh was. It haunted my dreams, my life, even my thoughts. It finds me when I least expect it. He’ll never give up, not until I throw my hands up in defeat. It echoes. Forever.