I vow to help you love life, to always hold you with tenderness and to have the patience that love demands, to speak when words are needed and to share the silence when they are not and to live within the warmth of your heart and always call it home. I vow to fiercely love you in all your forms, now and forever. I promise to never forget that this is a once in a lifetime love. And to always know in the deepest part of my soul that no matter what challenges might carry us apart, we will always find our way back to each other.

Dinah's sure that some people would look at her life and think she has it all. Star basketball player on her team, decent grades, popularity, and a great best friend. But she thinks life might be just a little easier if she didn't spend her time fantasizing about said best friend doing unspeakable things to her while she's in class because it's really starting to throw off her game. No one ever said the game of love was easy. Lauren's positive that she's pretty invisible to mostly everyone except her best friend. She's been cool with that, remaining in her little geeky art bubble, taking time to work on her talent. She's unique and that's what's best about a masterpiece right? That it stands out from the mundane? She just wishes she could stand out to Camila Cabello, the popular head cheerleader. Romance is one form of art she doesn't have much experience with....

Dinah can't keep her hands off her new girlfriend. Lauren doesn't seem to mind as long as they don't get caught. Dinah's best friend Normani does mind when she's the one doing the catching. *smut warning*

Words cannot describe this book, such a read. I wanted Heliophilia to be on Wattpad. Not my book. All rights go to original writer. Enjoy.

Lauren and Camila live in a tiny, lame, one-room apartment, the best they could afford. They shower together, to save water. They share a medium sized bed, using each other's body heat as a solution to cold nights, because they can't afford fixing the heating. But is there anything more between them than simply using each other to live better? (Trigger warnings: Smoking addiction, abusive behavior / emotional abuse) (New cover by rawrrbaker)

When a new neighbor, a single mother and her baby, moves into Camila's building, Camila starts to lose sleep due to the constant noise of a baby crying. One night she decides to try to put an end to the loud noises, and to let her frustration out on her new neighbor. But when the single mother opens the door, Camila's heart breaks at the sight of the young girl with devastation in her eyes, and she decides to help.

Camren one shot

"And every cell in her body is screaming ‘touch her, touch her,’ but Lauren was a work of art and Camila could not ruin her. She’d already done enough of that."

A small girl catches my attention one day during lunch and I can't seemed to get her off my mind. My new friends and others advise me to stay away from the brunette. I'm new to the school so I don't know much of anything but I can't figure out as to why someone so cute and petite could possibly be dangerous. Every time I ask, everyone's response is "She's not normal..." ---------- ATTENTION - If you're a grammar freak, I don't suggest reading this. This was mainly written when I had no idea what I was doing yet. My grammar sucked and I had many choppy chapters. If you make it half way through the book, I promise it gets better. Currently in process of editing. CrownedDirection© (Started: April 2015 - Finished: Aug 2016)

3 P.M. - I loved her. She loved me. I fell harder and harder every day, and I knew it was dangerous. She was dangerous. Her kiss began to taste like vodka even when she hadn't been drinking and her nails dug into my skin like razors, but I loved her. 11 P.M. - The flick of a lighter. I saw the flame in her emerald eyes as they both burned. She took a hit and handed it to me. It touched my lips and tasted like her. I felt the chemicals in my lungs. Everything was spinning, but I still loved her. Midnight - The flash of lights. They blinded me. I couldn't find my shirt. My skin was still glistening with the trail from her tongue. Gunshots. One. Two. Three. Glass shattered. Handcuffs. White walls. Caught. I still loved her. I always would. WARNING: This story is Rated R for drugs, sexual content, and language. Reader discretion is advised. DISCLAIMER: All content is original. Please refrain from commenting the names of and comparing other fan fictions throughout the story, as any similarities between stories are purely coincidental or based off of real-life Camren moments.