WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

❝So, what is this Textroverts account about anyway?❞ ❝Pfft- I- I think- pshhh- we're breaking- pff- up-❞ ❝Stop making noises with your mouth! Have you any idea of the amount of spit your poor phone is covered in? Anyway, you guys have stickers and stuff but you also have contests and collab stories. Are you a campaign or a collab account?❞ ❝We've got the beeeeeeeest of both-❞ ❝Oh, forget it.❞ ~~~ Learn the ins and outs of the Textroverts collaboration + campaign! See how your story can be added to our reading lists, the criteria for our hashtag, how to add our sticker to your story, a summary of who we are, and much more.

1ST place (teen fiction) in the ethereal awards :) yay! ••• "Keith." "Yeah?" "What are we?" "What do you mean?" "After what happened in your room, what are we?" "Whatever you want us to be..." "I'd like you to be mine." "I'd like that too..." ••• Keith Steven, the school's gay, nerd boy, has been bullied ever since his secret of being gay spread like wild fire around the entire school. Though the bullying got worse each day, his thoughts never seem to linger away from the most beautiful face in his school, Alex St. Marie, the school's Mr. Perfect, who so happened to be looking for that little Miss Perfect dream girl. But little did he know that Miss Perfect wasn't as perfect as he expected 'her' to be.

"why are you here?" he whispered into the darkness. "because i can't sleep, and the darkness is more welcoming than my bed." she whispered back. "how about you?" "the stars." was his only answer, and they let the wind carry out their conversation. [lowercase intended]

Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction - 29/04/18 ~~ Annabella Stone lived in a normal house, in a normal town with a normal family. She was quite a shy girl yet she loved to cheerlead. She studied hard and spent time with her friends. She was normal. Or so that's what everyone thought. What they didn't know was that the Stone's were hiding a secret. A dark secret. A dangerous secret. Nobody knew. And nobody would ever know. At least, that's what she promised her parents. But things change when an arrogant, handsome bad boy waltzes into the picture. WARNING: this is a cliche book, if you don't like cliche books, this isn't for you. The covers will keep changing because I want to show off the amazing covers made by everybody! Some of my favorite comments: 13lackqueen - I like this story...simple yet beautiful. Yes, it is like other stories that had bad boys and a b*tchy queen bee and all but its something more. maariahh27 - I love this story...it is amazing and I'm sooo sad its over. _eesharh - I read this book offline then had to come back online to vote. I just had to. Thank you for writing this masterpiece. You're a really great writer :)

Tracy Meg is the usual school nobody. With few friends and no social life, she spends most of her time reading, studying, and on her phone. Her life takes an unusual twist when an unknown number becomes a new friends, and maybe more. © Brelynne03 All rights reserved this is a little texting short story I'm writing, hope u like it

Kaitlyn Taylor has just graduated high school and thought her only worry over the summer was having to move out of her parents house to the college dorms. So far she had been spending time with her family and boyfriend, Dax, trying to attend a few of his baseball games here and there. But then out of nowhere an unknown number keeps pestering her and saying they know things about her past. Eventually she messages them back and learns about her childhood she had forgotten, or at least what they're saying to her. Before she leaves for college she has to decide if she really wants to learn about her childhood she doesn't remember and if she trusts the boy on the other side of the phone.

"This is Julio's pizzeria, what would you like to order?" "Hi, could I have a large pepperoni pizza with a double chocolate mocha delivered to 76 Maple Avenue?" "That will be 13.50. Anything else?" "Not really." "Your order will be ready in 20 minutes. Thank you for calling." "No problemo, love ya." "Love you too." "..." "..." "Did you just --" "Don't expect any discount on your pizza just because I expressed my undying love for you." // idea from tumblr \\ //and yes This is cliche\\

This is the true story of how my friend and I were catfished and nearly kid napped. Names and places have been changed to protect the identities of the innocent. These events occurred between May and December of 2016. I cannot stress enough how important the message behind this book is!

Dear Nev And Max, There's this girl. Her name is.. well, that's the thing. I don't know her name. We met on Tumblr, her pen name being ssweet-dispositionn. Tumblr Girl, which is the nickname I've given her until further notice, claimed that she had feelings for me since Day One. Me, being the delusional, sappy romantic fangirl that I am, admitted my feelings back. To cut to the chase, I've tried reaching out to her by Skype and SnapChat, but there's always a lame excuse given on her part as to why we can't. Anyways, Nev, Max, will you help me find my Catfish? Sincerely, Camila Cabello P.S.: I'm only seventeen, by the way. Is that bad? [Brazilian Translation by @jaurestrabao, Brazilian Jerrie Version by @neverlannds and Italian Translation by @Njallfood]