❝Brown hair that is nurtured in its tresses, the chocolate brown eyes that keeps me searching for answers, every smile you send my way stresses every question of mine that is left unanswered.❞ Love, Adam Thomas Beaulieu -+- Sometimes facing your fears might mean falling in love... with silence. A boy with striking blue eyes and long, dark brown hair doesn't always have to talk, he could be the quiet kid that spends his days taking care of himself and his sister who has cancer. He could be the beast, the nightmare of your fears. Adam [a-dem] noun. A boy who never spoke... After the tragic death of my first love, I had always found my nose in a book. However, facing my fear of falling in love again was something I never imagined having to do. Fairytales kept me grounded and I had to learn to face the beast alone. After realizing that an invisible connection of no words and only thoughts was how I would confront my beast, things seemed to look up for the best. Defining a silent person is no easy task and trying to understand their life is harder. With silent moments I shared with Adam, the memories we have defined us. From stories, a rose, discovering his story, a dinner and dance, changed the entity of who my silent beast was. ~~~ This story is NOT a fanfiction; characters in this story have their own personalities, stories, and live separate lives than the characters of Belle & Adam from Beauty and the Beast. From OnceUponNow to the Wattys, it's been everywhere! Please consider supporting this story; after all, the live-action film, The Beauty and the Beast, starring Emma Watson is going to be out in March 2017! Vote, comment, share, and enjoy this story! :) #theaccepters #wattpadbooksarerealbookstoo #thepeopleofsociety #wattys2016 #justwriteit Cover: @StrangerSight

[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 clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.