Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about everything, and he always cares too much. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

On depression, and recovery. ❝Perhaps this is our kingdom, perhaps our crowns are the green specks of light that fall into our hair. And perhaps this is our fantasy, and perhaps we have no crowns but collars, collars that bind us to our differences and drive away the threat of being alike. Or perhaps we have both crowns and collars. Perhaps these two are in a constant war against each other, just as we are all in a constant war against ideals.❞

Some stories cannot be expressed in simple words. Because they're simply ineffable ............................................ Highest rank #19 in poetry Cover by: @dandielions All rights reserved ® Copyright© 2016 INEFFABLE

It all started, "There" And somehow, it could end "There" as well. Though it may sound simple, or even trivial at best, but the meeting of two people is a grand orchestration of events that pull at the very strings of life itself. All of these small and unsightly meetings may spring out a new generation of memories experiences and events in our lives for the days, weeks, months or even years to follow. Two people, One place, One meeting, One ending. It all started, "There" ---------------------------------------- Cover is self made

Are you a suspect in a crime? Assault, robbery, rape, or even murder. Wouldn’t it be nice if the cops had no way to pin it on you? Have you already thought of everything else? You left no fingerprints, no traces of DNA; you’re forgetting one key detail though. Where were you last whatever-day between the hours of not likely?.... And you’re busted! That ‘I was home alone sleeping’ line just isn’t working for you. Well for the right price you might have been at the bar with me that night. Or maybe we were watching the fight in my apartment. Remember it was so loud my neighbors complained. Anyone can give you an alibi but only I can give you an airtight one. So if you find yourself in a sticky situation, need someone to confirm that you wasn’t where you really were. Then call me, Sebastian Monroe and I will be your alibi.

Miley Cyrus, the District 3 tribute in the 74th Annual Hunger Games, is threatened to make life and death decisions and finds a potential love interest while fighting the other tributes in the Games.

truths don't kill, inevitabilities do. #29 - Poetry as on 30th July 2016. all rights reserved © 2016.

What do you do when your best friend could be the love of your life? Two alarmingly awkward, clumsy, sarcastic individuals bump into one another in a flower shop, and find that they're just as odd as one another. Told through nine moments, this is a story of life, love, friendship, and flowers. {Written 2016.}

Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

With a murderous secret and a dark history few but Helen Eriksson know, an uncertain path lies ahead of her. Helen's past, present and future are on a collision course with a sense of morality she wonders if she ever possessed. Her husband's corpse is barely cold, laid to rest under a shroud of suspicion directed at her by former peers at the FBI. Revenge boils in her veins against the one who shattered her perfect life, or the carefully constructed illusion of such. One thing Helen does not believe is that coincidences happen. So when an opportunity falls into her lap to slip through the web of the FBI investigation into her ex-husband's murder and darken the doorstep of the man she holds responsible for her professional ruin, Helen is hard pressed to resist the lure. Rather than arriving in Darkwater Bay anonymously, Helen walks with full knowledge into what she understands could be a trap sprung by her nemesis, Danny Datello. But the shield of a police detective's badge can't protect her from what she fears she has become by genetic birthright - a hardened murderer just like the father who shaped her into the woman she has become. What Helen doesn't count on is investment in anything but her own plot of revenge. To her surprise, the discovery of a body mere hours before her arrival in Darkwater Bay draws her into more than her own conflicted desires, but a corrupt city with its own secrets. Even more shocking is the realization that Helen craves more than Datello's punishment; justice for a dead victim.