A BUNCH OF STUFF ELIZABETH ("please for the love of god call me El") THROPP DOESN'T EXPECT: 1. Her mom signing her up to be a counselor at her old summer camp ("I don't care if it's for extra credit, mom!"). 2. That children are this annoying ("no, you can't have another stupid cookie"). 3. Sharing a cabin with Grace Upland ("who's like, a total bitch"). 4. (Sure as hell) that she really doesn't mind it ("like, at all"). 5. Something else, but that's for later. [6. this story to be riddled with typos. seriously. it's blinding. read at ur own risk]

Cam spends most of her time at home, her days are dull, her life is not going anywhere and she's trapped in her total indifference towards the world. That is until her new neighbor comes knocking on her front door and slowly becomes the only distraction in Cam's mind.

Published Book - Only a Preview [Gay Romance] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For the first time in my life I was safe. It was a word I'd never been able to use before, and it felt heavy on my tongue. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lakyn James is sixteen years old and hating every second of it. He was supposed to be done, he'd tapped out. End of story, unsubscribe here. Suicide "attempt", they said. His intentions had no "attempt" in them. Re-entering normal life after 'trying' to take his own is weird. Especially when the world keeps going like it never happened. He still has to eat breakfast, go to school, and somehow convince a cute boy that he's too damaged to date. Scott White comes with his own problems, namely a habit of drinking too much and being indecisive about rather he wants in the closet, or out of it. Lakyn can't stand him; he also can't help smiling when Scott's around. Unfortunately - or fortunately - for Lakyn, life has decided to give him a second chance. He's not happy about it, but maybe, with a lot of hard work and a good therapist, he can learn to be. And maybe he can hold Scott's hand at the same time. No promises though. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story is the prequel to Just Juliet, and thus can stand alone. [View A/N for Trigger Warning List]

Mabel never understood love stories, so she doesn't read them. Mabel also doesn't really understand how to speak, so she's finally taught herself how to keep her thoughts in her mind. But then she meets Grace - Grace, who is fine art and sunshine and shooting stars wrapped into one - and Grace only wants to listen.

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS.-101 Reasons Why I Hate.. BOOK #3 This is a list made up entirely of '101 Reasons Why I Hate Boys', created entirely by all the beautiful and somewhat crazy gals on Wattpad. Enjoy.

WELCOME GIRLS. 101 Reasons Why I Hate.. BOOK #2This is a place where we can all let our feelings out, with no judgement and only tears of laughter. This is a list of '101 Reasons Why I Hate Being a Tomboy', created by wonderful girls on Wattpad.

When a security breach is detected at Diotech Inc, the Memory Restoration Department is called upon to do what they do best: make you forget. But with every memory that’s taken out, a new one must be installed in its place. It’s a job that requires skill, artistry, discretion, and flawless proficiency in the language of memories. That’s why only the best programmers in the world are recruited to work for the department. But diving too far into another person’s memories is a dangerous endeavor. And for some, the temptation is just too strong. “The Memory Coder,” an original story by Jessica Brody, is set in the science fiction world of the Unremembered Trilogy. Unremembered and Unforgotten (Macmillan) are in stores now. Look for the final book, Unchanged, available on February 24, 2015 wherever books are sold. Visit: JessicaBrody.com for more information about the Unremembered Trilogy Copyright - Jessica Brody Art Copyright - Goñi Montes ## POSTING SCHEDULE: Chapter 1 - September 11, 2014 Chapter 2 - September 18, 2014 Chapter 3 - September 25, 2014

Many ordinary things you see in fanfics that sometimes make no absolute sense :D That I should point it out in a book. *This is not meant to offend anyone*

I live in the streets. No, I wasn't homeless. The city is my home, the streets are my rooms, and the buildings are my furniture. Art has been a huge part of my life. One thing in particular - Graffiti. Yes, I vandalise on walls with my spray paint, imprinting walls with my art. My signiture mark was marking a huge SF on my every drawing. SF means Street Fighter. It's the name of the gang I was part in. I was the second highest in our group and all people in the city feared us. We were the baddest of the baddest. My life consisted of running and fighting the whole time. Since my family abandoned me... I was called Jaguar, my nickname for my gang. Hearing the word Jaguar would make every person shiver in fear. Like I said, we were feared. Us. Especially me and the head boss. However, one particular person proved that we were wrong. Soon, there were red X marks on my SF graffitis. I thought this was a declaration of a gang war. Anger grew into all of us. We wanted this to stop since it was putting in a bad reputation into my group. The unknown person was smart. It was very hard to find this person. One day the person decided for us to meet by leaving a message into my wall apartment. No one was to come, only me. But what I didn't expect to see was... my very worst nightmare that soon turned to be a beautiful dream. That person was none other than person whom I would be sharing my future with. The girl of my dreams. My very own enemy.