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

"Who's that?" Carlos gawked, his and Jay's jaws dropping open. "That would be my sister, Princess Clarissa, oh and do close your mouths, you'll catch flies." Ben said, rolling his eyes as his sister caught sight of them and flipped Audrey the bird. "Yep, that's definitely Clara." - Princess Clarissa was pretty different from the rest of Auradon Prep. The blonde would get a thrill from stirring up trouble and made a sport out of pranking people, especially Ben's snooty girlfriend, Audrey. Although with her brother's coronation fast approaching, Clara is warned to clean up her act and keep her nose clean, but that's a lot easier said than done when four of some of the most famous and feared villains' children turn up and Clara can't help but be drawn to them.. Disclaimer: I only own Clarissa and her storyline, all rights go to the creators of Disney Descendants cover made by the incredible @GRANTGUSTlN

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.

Rule 1: Trust no one Rule 2: NEVER hesitate, especially when it comes to killing Rotters Rule 3: Trust no one Rule 4: Your survival backpack stays on you at all times Rule 5: Trust no one Rule 6: Always carry more than one gun Rule 7: Make sure your guns are loaded at all times Rule 8: TRUST NO ONE 18 year old Camille Fiero is a survivor. She's been on her own since she was 14 and does what she needs to do in order for her and her adopted 4 year old daughter to survive. Five years ago, there was a cataclysmic event called the Explosion, that left almost everyone on earth dead. A majority of those that didn't die turned into Rotters: zombie like, deaf, dumb, and slightly blind rotting blood-thirsters who use their advanced sense of smell and speed to hunt their prey: us. It's simple, see a Rotter, don't get bitten, shove a bullet in its brain, decapitate it, you live. Camille has been living a strict lifestyle, being forced to toughen up and harden herself to others. When fate forces her to cross paths with arrogant, tough, alluring Caiden Pierce, she finds herself trying harder than usual to keep up her tough façade. She's stuck grasping onto everything she knows about surviving when Caiden bulldozes his way into her life, and possibly even into her heart.

Emma Smith moves to Sydney, Australia only knowing her friend from when she was younger, Ashton. What will happen when she goes to a knew school without him? Why do these three boys (Luke, Michael, and Calum) hate her? What will happen when she decides to make YouTube covers? Will the boys start to like her or will they embarrass her more? What will happen when the boys become big and so does Emma? *TRIGGER WARNING* This fan fic includes bullying, self harm, depression, and abuse please do not read if this will trigger you

After ten years of leaving her family behind, Alex gets a phone call. She aimed to stay away for as long as possible to forget the events before, but as she realised how much she missed them, she decides to go back. But going back was never the right idea. {you do not need to read bullied [5sos] for this to make sense.}

Farrah Chambers: She's the good girl, a bit embarrassing, friendly, an animal lover, and clumsy. She's a bit sarcastic when she needs to be, but no one really bothers her. Her life, is good. Cameron Carter: He's the bad boy. He's wild, popular, good-looking, great with girls, and he's a total untamed bad-ass. He's the school's 'popular boy' and loves to embarrass people. No one dares bother him though- his life is good too. Farrah Chambers and Cameron Carter. These two have had run-ins and bump-into's every since they met. Life for them both suddenly gets a bit more embarrassing, a lot more crazy and shakes itself into confusion and questions. But there's one big question- can Farrah tame this bad boy? Will she even get the chance? © Copyright 2012 All rights reserved

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{CURRENTLY REWRITING} BRODY MILLER... I was a hockey star. There was no modest way to put it. I was the best of the best. I was the captain of the best Division I team in the country. It didn't help that I was smart and hot. I was that guy that made all the rest self-conscious. I had my fair share of puck bunnies, all running at my every beck and call. I thought I had it all, until I realized I didn't have everything. I didn't have my perfect girl. I didn't have Hailey Allen and I wasn't going to stop until she was mine. HAILEY ALLEN... Athletes were not my type. They were rude and cocky and oh-so-gorgeous. My issue was that they were painfully aware of that last fact. They though they were God's gift to Earth. I liked my men modest and humble. Smart and caring. Kind and responsible. I definitely was never going to fall in love with the ice hockey star, even if he did have the most incredible green eyes. Even if he was as smart as I could only wish to be. Even if he was Brody Miller and just so easy to fall in love with. {Viewer discretion advised - strong language and sexual references} #258 in teenfiction #1 in Sport

"You'll do anything will you?" Keeley smirks, a mischievous glint lighting up her brown eyes. "I dare you, Jade Elsie Brooke, to break into Trystan Woods house and steal a pair of his boxers without him finding out." Jade Brooke was the dare devil who had never turned down a dare, no matter how bad it was. So when a simple game of truth of dare ends up flipping her life upside down in the form of a dare, she has no one to blame but herself. Trystan Woods was the boy out of reach for most, who stood at the top of the high school food chain. Everyone loves him, and he was the football team captain. Jade had never interacted with him, until the day she was dared to break into his house and steal his underwear. The only flaw in the plan? When he catches her in his room holding his boxers. || Humour #1 || // this story is in major need of editing and sucks quite badly so read at your own risk you have been warned \\