Turning my head, my eyes locked with the school's bad boy ' Cayden Grey'. Everything about him was so beautiful but mysterious. He had strong sharp features, his eyes were sensuous and radiant like pure diamond with a hint of sky blue, which captured every nerve in my mind. His body was firmly built like a knight waiting to rescue me in his strong arms. His cheeks were chiseled like a finely carved Michelangalo statue, his nose was perfectly symmetrical and his lips were slightly full, the kind that end in cute little smirks at the corners... He broke hearts, slept with many girls and left them just like that. He dated and cheated on hundreds of girls, breaking their hearts and filling their ears with pure utter lies. He didn't care about anyone but himself. He trapped many girls, making them fall for him and making love to them, but he didn't care, he just left them the very next day. This guy can make you feel like the most beautiful girl with his enchanting words and false promises, but they were all lies. This is my story of how I got pregnant by a bad boy..

Irony {noun} - a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often wryly amusing as a result. Khloe Matthews had never really considered how ironic her life was until she died. At parties, the head cheerleader would do something BIG to get revenge. If this meant spreading secrets and telling lies then she would do it. How ironic is it that Khloe used parties as a way of ending her peers' social lives and in turn someone used her own end of summer party to end her life? The sad thing is that Khloe didn't even really see it coming, but as she recounts her story, it becomes increasingly obvious that her so called 'friends' did. Now her friends will have to learn that just because the bitch is dead, it doesn't mean she's gone. Who said you had to be alive to get revenge? graphic by @obsessedhumor- [highest ranking = #1 in mystery & thriller {29/12/15}] All Rights Reserved Copyright © longtimegone Steal my work-face my wrath.

A fan fiction about Jc Caylen. Inspired by the fan fictions Dark (Harry Styles) and Danger (Justin Bieber). ' -- “Ali, you know that´s why they call him reckless.” Alice said and looked serious. “That´s just rumors.” I said defensively. “So you´re not afraid of him?” She asked and looked me straight in the eye. “No.” I said. But I lied. I got goose bumps just by the thought of his face. I was terrified of him.

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Y/N was diagnosed with selective mutism when she was nine years old. The only one that she has been able to talk to out loud has been her best friend Ally. When her dad and step-mum send her to an all girl private boarding school with her step-sister Camila, how will she cope with a completely new setting? Will sending her there help or just make her worse and how will she react when the most popular girl in school notices her?

Observe these syllables I have arranged in no particular order and pretend to feel some sort of way. Featured story, highest rank #2 in poetry All rights reserved © #Wattys2016

[COMPLETED ✓] A story about an ambitious boy and a witty girl who fall in love through the exchange of text messages. Copyright © 2015 mesmereyes All Rights Reserved [Cover made by: Myself]

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.

This was a game where she was locked up in a basement. A perfect game with the screaming, the crying, the obedience, and oh god- the fight. But of course, there was a twist. A twist that you wouldn't believe. Clue? No one suspects the innocent ones. Read to find out what happens in this Insanity Game. "Sweat heart.. You played so well." [[[CAUTION: MATURE ]]] © 2014. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM @imagneuss