This story is about Axel, a, 14 year old, good student in school but can get angry at bully's and will, and has, lash out at them. On the other hand she is quite shy. Her father died when she was 12 and she was living with her mom and her moms abusive boyfriend, Chad. She watched her father die as she was in the room when it Chad shot him in the head. She will never forget it. It has scarred her for life. But when her mother dies suddenly and Chad can't take care of her because of legal grounds, a man, by the name of Billie Joe Armstrong, offers to adopt her. Will he save her from a horrible life? Will happiness finally happing in Axel's life? Will Billie find that scars inside and out?

"When you hurt people for so long, it becomes apart of you. It was the only way I could feel." •1994, Modern music & technology. • You could tell when the world was perfect. The time, the weather, the earth. Atleast, Roseabella could. She was a girl, with dyed hair and a low self esteem. Secretly smoking pot, sneaking out to look at the clouds at three in the morning. Typical, right? Not exactly. Then again, neither was Billie. Murderous and looks as sharp as a blade. What is it about those chords that he plays, And the lyrics he sings, And the looks those eyes give? Those dark, green eyes. Roseabella's world was odd. But, then again, So was his.

Ils sont trois. Trois amis qui ont leur groupe de punk. Alors quand ils quittent leur trou paumé de France pour la Californie ils ne peuvent que s'en réjouir. Seulement, ce qu'ils vont découvrir là bas ils n'auraient jamais pu l'imaginer. Entre rencontres et rivalités, voici l'histoire peu commune de leur entrée dans l'underground californien... Première fanfiction sur Wattpad, j'espère que ça vous plaira ! Y'aura beaucoup de Green Day donc bienvenue à tous les french idiots et aux autres gens aussi ! Je m'excuse d'avance pour les éventuelles fautes et bonne lecture !

The title kinda sums it up... ***All rights to pictures and all that belong to their owners.*** • WARNING (live without warrrrrning!) nah but in all seriousness, this book will contain a lot of randomness and weird stuff... as well as LOTS OF FANGIRLING!! • ((there will also be mature content! You have been warned!!! So don't blame me if this book destroys your innocence....!)) That's all my Idiots! -Rage and Love-

What happens when Billie Joe Armstrong forgets everything he's ever known? Can the people who love him make him remember? {Green Day Fanfiction}

Billie Joe is a demon from Hell. Tre is an angel from Heaven. What happens when they meet and fall in love?

"Teenagers..."

(Green day fanfiction) (Completed) (Started 9/14/16) (Ended 4/13/17) Valerie is an individual amongst everyone else; sweet and well spoken, yet sarcastic and bitter. She craves the softest touch, but pushes away anyone who attempts to give it to her. Even when irresistible Billie Joe comes along, she makes every effort to drive him the furthest she can away from her, refusing to accept the fact that she's stuck with him. Of course, she gives in. And as she later finds, when you get stuck with someone, the glue can never unbind; it'll eat away at you.

(Ongoing) "That boy's a damn thunderstorm." Stella Brenton transferred back to her hometown, now a senior of the 1990 class at Pinole Valley High School. On her first night back, her friends invite her to crash the amateur music club, 924 Gilman... and she catches the eye of a blonde-haired punk rock singer with a crooked smile and piercing green eyes. Before she knows it, she is caught up in the mind games, torture, and exhilarating passion that is Billie Joe Armstrong... and there's no going back. Mature: Some explicit language, violence, and sexual situations.

Une soirée, rien de plus banal. Un endroit où tout le monde charge son télephone après avoir amener la batterie de celui-ci au terme de son autonomie, normal. Plusieurs téléphones identiques d'apparence, pas extraordinaire. Que se passe t'il quand ces trois normalitées sont prises en compte en un même laps de temps? Kanya va le découvrir contre son gré. Mais elle ne découvrira pas que ça...