At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly

❝BE STRONG, LITTLE BAD GIRL.❞ in which the backstreet vandal threatens the drummer boy

Short story with tablespoons of romance, teaspoons of comedy and pinches of drama. highest @ #12, thank you for all the love - "Who the fuck is this? It's five in the morning!" "What a rude salutation. This is Silas and I'm supposed to wake you up." = Naya Everton has troubles waking up from bed, as any other person does. But what happens when alarm clocks and your own Mother doesn't work? Oversleeping, tantrums and daily mood swings, you name it. So her Mother enlists in the help of an application where strangers call to wake you up. One fine morning, or on the crack of dawn really, Naya gets a call from Silas Lancaster. Morning calls turn to day and night and Silas becomes something a little more than just a phone call. *MASSIVE AMOUNT OF SWEARING

❝Good morning. This is Target, how can I help you?❞ ❝Why do I have the sudden urge to kill my family?❞ ❝...Woah...well...shit. Ma'am, I think you dialed the wrong number.❞ ❝No. I dialed correctly. Are you any help?❞ ❝...No sé qué decir a esta chica loca.❞ In which a girl named Farah calls Target and meets a boy named Chance. Best Rank : #1 in Short Story (8/27/16)

Sage and Vera are both high-school seniors. Different schools, different worlds, but both managing to survive in New York City. The world is a lot less big when Sage and Vera realize they live in the same apartment building, but the real story begins when Sage bumps into Vera on the roof. It turns out that Sage is actually not too great at surviving in New York. Through daily conversations on the roof, Sage and Vera learn how to see life in different perspectives, battle against the obstacles in their lives, and find themselves in the most unlikely of ways. Best Rank : #65 in Short Story

about them who decided to lose pieces of themselves just to fit in. © 2016 mxttdaddyrio #thepeopleofsociety

Poems I write for myself. Rankings: - #137th in poetry on 19 Sept 2016 - #85th in poetry on 21 Sept 2016 - #78th in poetry on 12 Nov 2016 !!!yay Note: Sometimes the formatting goes off for some reason, and sometimes my updates get erased so please bear with me if I update multiple times a day. Beautiful new cover by @silvermoons- <3 Also, I sometimes don't receive notifications of comments for some reason, but I do my best to read every one of them; this is my debut poetry collection and I am immensely grateful to you for taking the time to read through my works. If a particular poem speaks to you, please give it a vote or comment, it really means a lot to me. Thank you (-: Copyright © 2016 sunseteuphony All Rights Reserved This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of myself except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

‣ Book Two in the 'Play' trilogy. in which a girl's life pauses after her best friend's death. [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] {Highest ranking: #81//shortstory} All rights reserved © 2016 LeiLani Lopez Warning :: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. To read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to: [http://my.w.tt/UiNb/C1DAhzDvMz]

‣ Book One in the 'Play' trilogy. in which a boy has less than twelve hours till he's gone, and replays his life. All rights reserved © 2016 LeiLani Lopez | #iGotCancer | [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] {Highest Ranking: #78//short story} Warning :: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. To read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to: [http://my.w.tt/UiNb/ZOPDFwBvMz]

Top 25 Finalist for Target's Once Upon Now contest He's trapped. He couldn't breathe. The white walls were smothering him, the barred windows were taunting him, the ticking of the clock was killing him. Now the nurses, of course, they were there too, they were there constantly choking him, forcing the colored pills down his throat. He wasn't just the amusement of the place. No, he was the beast of the place. Adam was suffering from insanity. Insanity from being locked in one single room for eleven years. Eleven years he has been stuck in the psychiatric hospital. He couldn't get out and he couldn't be saved, so what was left for him? What was there for the beast besides death? There was only one answer, one answer that not even he knew just yet, but it would all start with a single name. That single name that would bring a new feeling to that white room. That single name being Belle. ----------- A/N: This story is entered into the "Once Upon Now" story contest by target. This story is my version of a modern day "Beauty and The Beast" Anyways, thanks for reading!(: Xx Cover made by: Playboystiles