ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ ᴀᴅᴀᴍꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀꜱᴘɪʀɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇʀ, ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴀʟᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛʏ'ꜱ ᴀʀᴛ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ꜰʟᴏʀɪꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴘ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ, ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ. ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2018 ʙʏ ᴘᴜʟ ᴘᴀʀᴍᴀʀ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

When Jordan is faced with rude gamers, he has the choice to unleash his godly hacker skills to teach them a lesson. But rather than stand by with a bag of popcorn, his friends sought to find an alternative way when facing cyber-bullying. - I have the honor to be part of AT&T's #LaterHaters campaign. The #LaterHaters is supposed to empower those who may feel lost in the vast world of 0's, 1's, and hateful comments. Bullying is a significant theme in my writing, so I am honored to be able to produce a work in order to spread the awareness of bullying. After you read my story in the #LaterHaters campaign, go to @NoMoreBullying to enter in AT&T's #LaterHaters writing contest for a chance to be the winning entry. I wish you all the best of luck, and I hope my story is enough to give you the creative inspiration to join the contest.

"Zoey." His voice sent a jolt of electricity down my spine, which only heightened my awareness that only a thin column of dust separated our bodies. "Do you believe in superstitions?" I shifted uncomfortably against the splintered wall of the storage closet he had shoved me into seconds earlier. "Those are folk tales, right? Just myths to scare people off." "Not here." Every word that left his mouth was clipped, and the frustration bubbling beneath his forced calm was almost tangible. "Not now. Omens have power here, and you've been seeing far too many of them. So, forget everything you knew before. This town has a secret, and both you and I are targets." "Good to know," I tried to quip, but only a hoarse whisper issued from my lips. My heart slammed against my ribcage as I gazed into his dark eyes, searching for any hint of a ruse. "So, what are we supposed to do about it?" "We need to find out how this town really operates. For us to stand a chance, you need to know what we're up against. So, I'm going to teach you," his whisper broke through the dust column, and I felt a sudden sense of foreboding. "How to avoid bad luck." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - © 2018 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

Dear beloved wanderer, It is with great pride and pleasure that I extend a formal invitation to you for a worldwide expedition. I plan to travel the globe over the span of a single year, you see, and I am in desperate need of company. If you accept this offer, then be aware that we shall be experiencing more celebrations than most have in their lifetime. Even though each one is merely a bite-sized sample, they pack more punch than you may be able to handle. However, I know you love a challenge, so I do hope you consider this opportunity. I would advise you dress up in comfortable garments as you dance your heart out for Cinco de Mayo, get your hands dirty while planting trees, and let the aroma of hot cocoa waft under your nose as Christmas music plays softly in the background. I suspect that we shall also be participating in some sort of musical event in June. Anyhow, if you would like to join me, then I shall meet you at the airport tomorrow morning with your tickets. Best wishes, A lone explorer - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - General Fiction #104 (23/06/17) 2018 Fiction Awards Finalist Featured in August 2017 Wattpad Block Party © 2016 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

In which tiny snippets of time are cut and pasted together. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Poetry #30 (29/01/19) © 2019 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

[Second book of the Baked Series] "For when there is Love, every ending is a new beginning". The broken-hearted meet again, but will it be in vain? Age passes a pen to two, where-for once-they will have the power to write their own tale. One where, perhaps, a prince gets married to another prince. A second chance? Time runs. © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Julian White doesn't say his real name in self-introductions. Hiding behind his middle name and a pair of overly round eyeglasses, he tries to get through the tenacity of attending a competitive culinary school under his uncle's influence. Amidst his learning of crust structures and the nutritional value of bananas, he meets an old friend.

"You've reached Westerden Ski Lodge, how may I be of assistance?" "Hey, can I rent some snow boots and skis? Maybe even a girlfriend, if you've got any in stock." "Awesome, do you want to order a life along with that? The gift wrapping's free of charge." "I'll take what I can get." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #5 (13/02/17) © 2016 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

"This is Westerden Optometrist. What are your symptoms?" "For starters, my eyesight has been super blurry and distorted, and this problem is starting to screw up seventeen-year-old life. Speaking of which, you sound kind of young for an optometrist. How old are you?" "Um, I don't think it'd be the greatest idea for that blurry eyesight of yours to be treated by a guy your own age." "My own... oh no." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #4 (03/04/16) Wattpad Featured Story (July 2017) © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.