Destiny Pitch is the most unlucky girl one will ever know. Her mother died when she was a baby, she was raised by her foolish father who gets drunk most of the time. Then she found out her father was in a huge debt to a billionaire and she had to marry him to repay all her father debt, while her father just run away from his debt. And guess what ? The billionaire already had a son

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 ||

Are you one of the girls Who was crushed by your crush, humiliated by your crush, even worse not even known by your crush well i am one of them _read this poem if you are one of the girls. P.S - Next time ,if i start to develop a crush just punch me in the face instead. THANK YOU

crashing waves. thunderstorms. destruction. they all f e e l like you. shade. tears. stagnant rivulets. they all l o o k like me.

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to

He wanted to kiss her.

Life consisted of books and strong tea. Then I met you. Life began to consist of leather and G L I T T E R ©All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #364 in Short Story 27/6/16

A girl receives a letter from the mother who abandoned her years ago, leaving her to deal with the remnants of their broken family alone. She attempts to respond by bottling her emotions into the chaotic lines of poems, as old scars are reopened. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> dear whoever this falls into the hands of, i forgive you for your theft of my poems because i picture you as robin hood and instead of stealing riches--you collect stories taking from those with too much to say but not enough time; whose pockets are full with too many words demanding to be heard giving to those who have not found their voice; whose vocal cords have broken for fear of what may escape their lips and for that, you are more than a common criminal--but, a messenger you prefer to carry a pen rather than sandals for the black ink that stains minds is the fuel that flies you between realms i hope my story saves someone who needs it someone like me and i can help them see what once i was blinded to that hope is reborn into an infinite amount of incarnations it's all a matter of knowing where to look and this is the story of how i found it in lilies <><><><><><><><><><> Winner of the Young Adult Awards *lowercase is intended* *all works are completely fictional* credit for the amazing cover goes to @centrifugal

❝ just like relativity, we are only a theory ❞ • amateur writings of golden poetry • [cover by @antigravitea]

in which a girl indirectly shares her dying hope in t w e n t y words ~ The fire in her eyes had long diminished, and her scars had long unravelled, but the only remnant she dared to share, of her battered mind, was kept in the braided breaths and unconscious cognitive activity, of her shaking fingers. [All Rights Reserved @FallingFeather]