Dear White People - from a white person's POV. "Dear white people, you're still not oppressed." Not intended to offend anybody, but if you do happen to get offended, chances are that you're a part of the problem. #whitesilenceisviolence #blacklivesmatter Mostly just a white girl educating other white people.

A Wattpad Featured Story! "We were together. I forget the rest." - Walt Whitman He defined time. Every event in my life is now defined by the time we spent together - the Before and the After. I still remember the day we met, freshmen in college, all eagerness and anticipation. He changed me, broke me, and strengthened me. I will never be the same. ~~~~~ This story follows Rachel Evans in the before, during, and after of the boy who defined time. She was books, sarcasm, and hot tea. He was teasing, laughter, and the winter sky. When they collided, they would never be the same. Romance || Chicklit || Teen Fiction || Young/New Adult Book One of The Definition Series -- Book Two available on my profile! -- Grand Prize Winner of the Luminescent Awards First Place in the Elimination Awards First Place in the Perfect Prose Awards First Place in the Skull Awards Second Place in the Wing Awards Second Place in the Sunset Awards Third Place in the Summer Awards Third Place in the Rarity Awards Third Place in the Eclipse Awards Finalist in the Undiscovered Writer's Awards

Fiction Awards 2018 Winner in Best Teen Fiction Story, Best Humour Story & Best Wattpad book turned published! Book 1 in the Rules series. Available on Amazon. Ranked #1 in Teen Fiction & Completed on 05/11/2017 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ''Whatever you're thinking of doing right now. It's not a good idea,'' I hardly said, trying not to look at his lips. His close proximity seemed to be enough for my ability to breathe to say "Oh hell no. I'm out." "Is that so?" He whispered, "And why is that?'' "You're my cousin's enemy. There are rules. We can't do this.'' I stuttered, secretly trying to convince myself. I stepped back. He stepped closer. He knew I couldn't resist for long. "Well, I'm a bad boy.'' Haze started kissing my neck softly. How could something so wrong feel so right? My skin was on fire everywhere he laid his lips. It took everything I had not to cup his face and finally give in. He then proceeded to whisper something against my skin. "And you know what bad boys do?" I knew there would be no going back. ❝They break the rules❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ When 17-year-old Winter Kingston has to move to America to live with her aunt and cousins, she has no idea what awaits her. What could possibly go wrong? She will meet new boys, new friends and stay out of trouble. One night, she dares follow her cousin and his friends when she suspects they are lying about going to a party. Little does she know, this simple mistake is going to change her life forever. What happens when she accidentally comes face to face with Haze Adams, tyrant of her school, notorious street fighter and her cousin's enemy? He has rules. When she breaks them without a second thought, she has no idea she just captured the one thing every girl wants - Haze's Adams attention. He can't stay away, no matter how hard he tries. Can she change him...before he ruins her?

|:| COMPLETED |:| Everyone has their own story; their amazing adventures and terrible experiences. When people ask about our past, we tell them everything - starting from the beginning. A lot can happen in seven years. Two people can grow to be the best of friends - inseparable and constant, like Massie and Christian, but they can also fall out and become the strangers the they once were. The lucky ones even fall in love, that wasn't their story. It wasn't his at least. This is the story of Massie and Christian. The story of their friendship and their fallouts; their story together. | #183 in Short Story - 8/26/2015 | | #175 in Short Story - 9/13/2015 | | #155 in Short Story - 9/14/2015 | | edited by drwhogivesadamn | | cover by neonxmgc |

"I'm done Jace. For years I've loved you and dealt with the rejection, the mixed signals, the jealousy. I deserve someone who will love me, hell I'd be grateful if they even liked me! But a part of me will always love you. But I can't keep you in my heart anymore when there's no room for me in yours..." Bella has been in love with her brothers best friend Jace since the start of high school but with only rejection and tears shed she's decided it's time to move on. Expecting another love confession from Bella, Jace is in for a surprise when Bella walks out of his life for good. That is until 3 years later they meet again. But this time Jace isn't going to let Bella go.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

PUBLISHED! Now available on Amazon, and Kindle Unlimited! Shy, quiet, Riley Summers' life is changed once she meets Aiden Callaway, the misunderstood boy at Fairfield High School. Two completely different personalities of the stereotypical high school scene come together to learn that they aren't so different at all. The two journey through their senior year, which consists of Star Wars movie marathons, a crashed wedding, paint wars, and something unexpected: a keen attraction to each other. [Disclaimer: due to copyright reasons, chapters have been taken down]

Street fighting isn't fun. It's a cruel fight with dirty tricks involved. Some do it for money, some do it for fame. I do it for my little sister Ellie. My parents got murdered about 6 years ago and I've been street fighting ever since. My life isn't the hardest of street fighters but only because the crowd admires the red haired teen who fights for survival. But then again we all do in more ways than one. I roam the streets of New York City looking for a fight that means more money so I can feed my little sister. I'm used to the hardship of of life, but that's the way of a street fighter. I made a living and survived on the streets until one day I met another street fighter. Then my whole life changed. For better or for worse I'm not sure. My name is Scarlett Brooks and this is the life of a street fighter. Highest Ranking: #2 in Action

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se