Holding onto You
When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At tw...
When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At tw...
Sable Marks never thought that five months after graduation she would still be in the same ocean-side town she grew up in. But five months ago Sable Marks' father wasn't dying, her mother wasn't sleeping with her hunk of an assistant (and lying about it), and her brother Nolan wasn't taking a face dive off a cliff. Th...
❝It's called Lucifer's Effect, sweet Adelaide. In which those that are good and pure can be corrupted.❞ full description inside | copyright © indievibes 2016
❝the endings are always disastrous.❞ an accursed g o d d e s s bound to a never-ending cycle of unreturned love. a charming m o r t a l suffering through the unwanted attention from the many women whom he has at his every whim. © fiona | 2016
"just look. . . at the bright blue skies in my mind," my 2nd short story. inspired by king krule's "six feet beneath the moon."
WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Adrift after a failed suicide attempt, golden boy Everest can't find anything worth living for - until he meets Beverly, a loner determined to prove him wrong. ***** For a boy who seemed to have it all - wealth, good looks, popularity, a wide circle of...
He was nothing like her. "I've got your next assignment," The caller says, "Are you ready?" He loads his gun. "Always." She was nothing like him. "Are you sure that this is allowed?" She asks. They were the two sides of a coin; "I'm a fúcking assassin little girl. I kill for money and sometimes, just for the fun of it...
Reece Bremer goes through life with a scowl and cold personality. Jessica Andrews goes through life with a glowing smile and positive outlook. Reece looks at life with dull, judgmental eyes that make him hate the world and the people living in it. Jessica, well... She looks at life through a camera. Literally. They...
[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a...
Dark was a strange man, full of mystery. No one knew much about the man himself, but they knew of heavily of his past, and knew to stay away from him. He was full of secrets that he kept only to himself. But will those secrets come out when he meets Wintry Storm? A young girl who stumbles upon him and his friends one...
A story of an unrequited love, and how it came to be. - His eyes were like the vast ocean sparkling under the sun. His smile was like the stars that shined down on us day and night. His voice was like an angel's, singing a sweet, sweet melody. And his heart - oh, his heart... It was never mine to begin with. - Cred...
"He is as U n p r e d i c t a b l e & D a n g e r o u s As the S e a He is P o s e i d o n." • RATED R - PG 17-18 EXPLICIT CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
He speaks as if he knows everything, he trips over his own tongue like the intelligent person he is. The lingering taste of vodka and whiskey taint his sinful chapped lips. When he walks he stumbles, he smells like nicotine and he's cold. Ice resides in his veins and heart but not even the hell like flames of hatred a...
"Why won’t you let me in?!" He cried in frustration clenching his fists together with an undeniable passion, raising his strong arms. I stared hopelessly at him with more tears welling up in my brown eyes. “I love you.” He whispered to me. But he needn’t, he needn’t have told me for I already knew, I knew in fact, v...
He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.
"Everyday he'd show up, and I'd watch from afar; I'd admire his beautiful features or the ring that hugged his bottom lip; the way he'd sit by himself and stare at his drink; and most importantly, I'd watch the way his green eyes screamed in sadness and surrender every time they met mine" (Book #1 of the Lifeless ser...
"Don't leave mad." He said suddenly, panting, as my fingers brushed the doorknob. I paused, curious and fuming all at the same time. "Please." His voice broke, making my heart drop to my stomach. "Never leave mad."