Reece Bremer goes through life with a scowl and cold personality. Jessica Andrews goes through life with a glowing smile and positive outlook. Reece looks at life with dull, judgmental eyes that make him hate the world and the people living in it. Jessica, well... She looks at life through a camera. Literally. They're polar opposites, and that's what sparks Reece's immediate hate for Jessica the moment they meet. All he sees is a girl with the best life, put in the category of those who get everything handed to them on a silver platter. But who says Jessica's life is like that? Just like a photograph, there's more to the story than what you see. Stumbling across one of Jessica's hidden portfolio might reveal that her happiness isn't all that true. Behind that smile and each picture she takes, holds a thousand words of a very big secret - one that Reece is determined to find out. And who knows? It just might change everything between them. cover by dysanic || 2015 watty's winner for talk of the town ||

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

• completed • "Sometimes, it all gets a little too much." In which Allie Peters moves to Canada, across the street from Shawn Mendes, and sparks fly between the small-town-girl and the famous singer-songwriter . . . even though she's determined not to become attached.

La mère de Tasha est morte dans un accident de voiture. Son père, désespéré, décide alors d'aller vivre chez des amis. Ce n'est que lorsqu'elle découvre qu'elle va devoir cohabiter avec Jake Sanderson, le Badboy du lycée qu'elle se rend compte que sa vie risque de bien changer. Que va-t-il se passer après leur rencontre..? Cette histoire est la traduction et la réadaptation de "Living With The Badboy" de @sehrum02x avec son accord.

" Tu ne te rends pas compte de comment tu te comportes, connard! Tu m'embrasses, tu me repousses, comme toujours! Ça m'apprendra! Putain qu'est-ce qui cloche avec toi?" Je m'avançai vers lui en le défiant du regard. "Tu as peur que je développe des sentiments pour toi? Je suis vraiment désolée de t'annoncer que ça ne fonctionne pas, j'en ai déjà des saloperies de sentiments pour toi, Matthew Carter! " - Tous droits réservés | All right reserved @fangirl_marie

Claire Johnson; a smart, talented musician who wants to pursue a life in music, but not only in music. When a huge tragedy occurs, Claire feels like her world is falling apart. She has to live with her cousin in Nebraska. She's sad, but she wants to be positive and strong for her parents. When she meets Shawn she thinks he can be her friend and slowly develops a crush. When Shawn meets Claire, he feels a connection with her. He sees something different about her and it's not that she's Jack Johnson's cousin, but another sweet and talented girl. Shawn wants to know about her, get to know her and this is the story Shawn Mendes develops a crush *2018 Version* Alone is now available as a physical book and ebook through Amazon! For copyright reasons, only the first 15 chapters will be up here on Wattpad. This is just a glimpse of the story! If interested in having your very own copy of Alone you can search for: "Samantha S Webb" or type in "Alone: A teen fiction". Link will also be on profile and message board

One night when a girl deicides to visit her late parents she gets a surprise from something else. And her two fears collide love and ghost

Her smile was weak, and it was as though she used all her energy to do so. I would do anything to get a beautiful healthy smile that I love so much from her. So I sing. all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 || jackie sanchez ; momentswithourboys

"You're all I want." he said, and though his face proved seriousness, his eyes spoke of all the love in the world. [Completed.] © 2015 runninglow wattpad

It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.