Blake Clarke is anonymous. Why? No one knows who she is online. She reveals secrets, she reveals the truth about rumors, all in her own blog on ChatFace. She's kept this going since freshman year of high school. But what happens...when the person revealing the secrets, gossip and truth, has a secret, and someone anony...
Isabell Chance also know as lizzy is a street fighter and racer but at school she acts like a nerd. When everyone moves but her she shows her real self will everything be as easy as before? you gotta read to find out
PUBLISHED! Now available on Amazon, and Kindle Unlimited! Shy, quiet, Riley Summers' life is changed once she meets Aiden Callaway, the misunderstood boy at Fairfield High School. Two completely different personalities of the stereotypical high school scene come together to learn that they aren't so different at all. ...
Alex had always been that shy, awkward girl no one payed attention to unless if it was to put her in harm's way, throughout her whole life she was bullied, abused by a certain group until after a certain incident makes her move away for nearly three years, after a while she decides to come back, but Alex is not the sa...
I made this poem for all the girl who felt herself was lost in the crowd. I wanted them to love and respect herself, so they would feel no regrets. I hope you enjoy it!
"I'm gunna paint a picture; it's a picture with a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is my wrist." ~Unknown Poetry about suicide, the cover says "Love is like heaven, but it hurts like hell."
Meet these five troubled teens : the drug addict, the amnesiac, the narcissistic player, the pyromaniac and the mentally disturbed genius. They may be worlds apart, but they all have one thing in common. They are the only ones who had witnessed the gruesome murder of Eddy O’Doherty. And none of them know who the kille...
Bad childhood. Bad choices. Bad people. They led me to become this heartless, ruthless, and vengeful killer. My name's Aria Carmichael. Today, I will sit down with you and tell you my story. It's not pretty. It doesn't have a happy ending. I have committed enough sins that I have long stopped wishing for a happy endin...
"Could you please stop? Just stop it. Stop trying to crack my head open and pour sunshine in. I don't want it!" I screamed at the woman who did what I hated the most. Counseling me. "But, Miss Sparks-" she tried to reach for me. "I said stop it! There's no pot of gold at the end of this f*cking monochrome rainbow, oka...