perfected.

because we teenagers have been perfected.

Remembering Her

He doesn't remember anything. Not his family, or his friends, his hometown, his favorite book. He doesn't remember anything. And he definitely doesn't remember her.

The Scars of Our Faults: A Sequel to "The Fault in Our Stars" {DISCONTINUED}

I am Augustus Waters...or...I used to be. This isn't my story. My story is over. It ended 8 days after my prefuneral. This is the beginning of my eternity. . . . This story has been discontinued and has been replaced by an epilogue with the same title. If you'd like to view it, you may click on my profile and brows...

Just Another Bad Boy

{This is a finished story} "Vanessa?" A deep voice called out. I turned to face him, quickly wiping away the tears that began. "Yes?" I smiled, holding my head a little higher. Vanessa Keating doesn't cry in front of anyone. She certainly doesn't show weakness. A lanky body was leaned against a gleaming motorcycle...