Leaving behind everything she's ever known, Emilee enters a world of high glamour and even higher stakes. The new freedom that comes with being a part of the Famoux is intoxicating, but behind the perfect image lies an ugly truth - being popular is a matter of life or death. ***** Out of the wreckage of environmental collapse, the country of Delicatum emerged. Its most popular celebrities are the Famoux, uniquely beautiful stars of a reality TV show called the Fishbowl. In a world still recovering from catastrophe, they provide a 24/7 distraction. Sixteen-year-old Emilee Laurence is obsessed with the Famoux - they provide a refuge from her troubled home life and the bullies at school. When she receives an unimaginable offer to become a member herself, she takes it. But soon she realizes that fame can be deadly... Content and trigger warning: This story depicts mental health issues and contains scenes of violence. [[word count: 350,000-400,000 words]]

[SEASON ONE] ❝uh... who am i supposed to be saving again?❞

Nobody comes out of the vicious world of Upper East Side Manhattan unscathed. Cleopatra Renaux couldn't care less about how people reacted when she wore clothing from a collection that hasn't been released yet or when people stopped and stared in the halls, and she thought she didn't care when Nolan Belmont hit on her. Cleopatra Renaux knew a few things. She knew that she was set to inherit a billion-dollar fashion empire with her twin brother, that the false rumors spread about her came from the mouth of a snake, and she thought she would be the only one not affected by the copious amounts of money, booze, and vile people in the Upper East Side. Cleopatra Renaux was horribly wrong. book one in the complex series.

A mature version of the Anonymous Confessions book, where there will be only mature confessions. 18+ Cover made by me but the images are not mine.

lexi has always been intrigued by acts of dehumanisation. she often wonders why certain people are viewed as less than humans by other people, whether it is based on their sexuality or otherwise. she discovers, eventually, that this is because people are afraid of what they don't understand, so in return they act like it doesn't exist. ignorance is bliss after all, right? -- inspired by the song 'human by daughter'

"Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."

The most used story ever.

12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

When faced with a time loop, an adorable boyfriend, and impending death, you can, may, and probably will experience crazy stuff. But that's good; crazy is good. It means that something's going on. And that's what we need to have a story.