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There is nothing left of me to protect. Dying by his hand would be less painful than this miserable life. She convinced herself of this as she relaxed her tense muscles. The sound of cracking echoed in the bathroom. For a brief second she thought the sound oriented from her broken bones. She was expecting to feel some kind of pain to echo through her body, to feel her organs as they turn into mush with each punch, to feel the disgusting taste of blood in her mouth... ... yet she felt nothing. Like millions of red flowers blooming, the droplets of blood fell to the floor and created a path, a map on the broken mirror as it flew its way down. She looked up in horror into his eye. His expression remained unchanged, as though he didn't know what pain would feel like. "Murderer," he breathed out, gritting his teeth as he looked down at her. ➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺ Welcome to the real world. A story of broken people. A story like no others. This is no fairytale, but the bittersweet reality. ➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺➺ #freementalillness #ProjectBadBoys #youngadultreads WARNING : Dark Story! One of the characters suffers from severe depression. Read at Your Own risk! Beautiful cover done by @Kat-Nova

[Highest ranking: #67 on 21/12/16] What happens when a nineteen year old Matty meets his match? Beautiful cover by lovely @Devita33 x

Falling hard (in many ways). Not something I'm accustomed to (sarcasm) yet definitely not something I want until drama makes it hard to breathe and falling sounds like a good option. I'm Aspen, Aspen Keller, and my life is messed up and I blame it on stupidly charming, Hunter Vega. Though I'm not another hopeless romantic or nerd and the bad boy thing. Just a girl who's life is anything but classic.

Looking for teen fiction and romance? Follow the adventure in this captivating story. Full of brain cracking mysteries and so on and an unrequited love of two people from two whole different backgrounds in search to finally be together

Her name is Misery, and she does NOT want company. *** It's not every day sixteen-year-old Misery Hayes finds a rock band full of pretty boys on her door step. Actually, it's not every day Misery interacts with humans, because being named after an emotion Merriam-Webster defined as "extreme suffering" tended to make one a loner. Well, sort of. You see: Enid Conception Diaz, Youtube sensation and Misery's best friend, has sold her Tuesday afternoons to Blue Vendetta, an extremely popular alternative rock band consisting of one moody lead singer, one tease of a guitarist, one amiable bassist, and the world's most unstable drummer. Can Blue Vendetta help Misery open up? Or will she prove whoever said "Misery loves company" horribly wrong? (2016) Hearties Award (People's Choice): 4th Place (2016)Hearties Award (Judge's Choice): 3rd Place (2017) The Undiscovered Writers Award/ Chicklit: 2nd Place Cover by @-blackrogue

"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?" "Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust. "Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. "And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. He's as good as dead then. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? I don't think so. It wasn't simple. She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. Without falling for his charm. NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY. I REPEAT NOT A BADBOY - NERD STORY NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it. WARNING : STORY WRITTEN BY ME WHEN I WAS A LOT MORE IMMATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

" Pretending not to love you destroyed me. " said Edward as he kissed her in the rain. Enter Tricia..... A 17 year old moves to Seattle from Newyork where she understands what true love, friendship and life is all about. She is cheerful, bubbly and is waiting for her dramatic Prince Charming's kickass entry.This ultrasensitive sweetheart is dependable as hell. She'd die for her friends. Enter Edward.... An 18 year old who is the lead singer in the college band, who every guy wants to be and every girl wants to be with. He is an attitude affected freak with a mysterious past , an egoistic wild badass and complete opposite of who Tricia is. Pretty much detached from everyone except his brother Wesley, he is unlike other hot males who has dated or been in serious relationships. Read on to find out how the two get drowned in their love-hate story. Please tell me what you thought (nicely). Cover made by scarcities. Thank you so much sweetheart. *contains lots of swearing*

Also known as 'Teen Wags' Wags stands for Wives and Girlfriends of Sport Stars. Of course there are no wives in high in school but then that's just the term. These Wags are group of high school teenage girls dating hot popular sports star players in their school otherwise jocks. They are rich kids attending expensive elite prep schools, wearing designer shoes, and driving Porsche cars. There are the cute girlfriends, the manipulative fiancee (family engagement), the supposed baby mama and of course the side hoes. There are fights, lots of drama, boyfriends for boyfriends, Gucci handbags for Chanel shoes......but first let me tell you what it is to be a WAG in Lancastine prep school. 'Your selfie game must be lit, Being a Wag is grace and grit, From head to toe, you are fleek and fit, You must be mean and be a queen. Sexy shoes, designer trends, In a room you have to turn those heads...... And well of course, there's always the hot bad boy.... The star player with no girlfriend...... It's all about making the readers fall in love with the mean girls.. Cover credit: @happilylonely-

As Blake passed me my pepsi he rolled his eyes. "What im not used to being in edge!" I sarcastically whine. He only shrugs. "So you have been a goody-tooshie all your god damn life?" I frown at the statement. "I'm just not a rule breaker!" I rant. He grins and kneels closer to me. "Goodie tooshie listen, Its our life. Our love. And our rebel." He winks. "How did i get myself in this situation?" I ask god. "-because i god damn love it." Cover made by @indielights