Anxiety-ridden, nightmare expert Charlotte 'Charlie' Jackson has been receiving witty, heartwarming, anonymous notes since the beginning of the school year. One afternoon, Charlie notices she did not find a note for the first time all year and suddenly gets the urge to figure out who writes them, and why they have been writing the notes to her. However, being awkward and antisocial, she can't bring herself to question anyone about them. As Charlie narrows down her list of possible note writers, she befriends her main suspects. While Charlie deals with the nagging question of who writes her the notes, she experiences late night phone calls, memorable sleepovers, and kisses from a boy who reminds her of the sea and the stars. • • • ✨ Read the completely edited version on SwoonReads.com and help me get published by rating it! link also in bio/search "a note a day" and it's the first option that shows up! https://www.swoonreads.com/m/a-note-a-day-2/✨ • • • | #26 in teen fiction, 4/3/16 | [a wattpad featured story, 3/7/16] [ copyright © Sophie Claflin, A.K.A Siriusly_fandoms 2015 All Rights Reserved ] **this is the unedited version, read it on swoonreads.com for the edited version. • • • [ GLORIOUS COVER BY - @aeroship; covers used before -@SurroundedByThorns, @akacute . . . MASSIVE THANK YOU! ] • • • [ PLUS: possible trigger warning for anxiety w/ the nightmares charlotte has. please stop reading if this book affects you in any way. hopefully this book will help you feel like you're not alone, as i've received many comments with people saying they can relate. this should be a helpful, positive, encouraging book, but if at any point you feel like you're on the brink of something bad, please stop. i believe in you and so do the characters of this book. you are loved. ]

Francis. Ryan. Fryan. The most self indulgent thing ever. (No actual adventures - only a bunch of college fools with communication problems.)

'Just ten more seconds. Ten more seconds of weakness and you're back to being your cold self', I told myself firmly. I counted to ten silently and then stood up wiping my cheeks and making my face expressionless. I then put my hand up and pulled out my locket from beneath my shirt. "If you want the rainbow you've got to deal with the rain," I imagine my mom's voice reminding me. But what if the rain just keeps getting thicker and faster mom? What then?' ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Everyday Cara Lawson bears the death of her mother from a car accident three years ago. But slowly, in the agonizing time since, she pulled herself back together, piece by piece by broken piece, locking away her emotions in a part of her heart visible only to her siblings. Pushing away all but her siblings, even her very best friends, she was a shell of a person that she was before her mother's death. But at least she was surviving. And then her father falls ill with terminal cancer, slowly succumbing to a painful death. And then... well everything goes to hell. Left alone at 18, oldest of four and now the guardian of her three siblings, she retreates into a lonely darkness putting up walls to prevent herself from ever loving anyone again (unless it's her siblings). But as is bound to happen, at the end of every tunnel their is light. And Cara's light happens to go by the name Parker Stone, Stonewall High's very own personal bad boy. Along with an old ex best friend and Max McCall of course. ;) **My very first book guys hope you like it ❤ The veryyyyy epicly awesomly beautiful cover made by Dani @aLovelyDaydream who herself is an amazing person ❤❤❤

Once upon a sleepover before vacations, Bethany Summers and her two friends make a list, a sacred list to help her find a perfect guy. A list of qualities that a boy should not have. And the girls came up with ten things Bethany hated in a guy: 1. No Drinking 2. No Smoking 3. No Tattoos 4. No Arrogance 5. No Violence 6. Beard (No, not even stubble!) 7. In a gang (NO!) 8. Hates reading 9. Poor Grades 10. Born in December Enter devil-esque Brax Weston Hunter. He defies her list, he scares her, he is dark and mysterious, he is exactly what she is not looking for. And Bethany swears not to even talk to him unless Brax ends up saving her life. Presenting a check-list for the kind of boy you should not date. But go tell that to Destiny!

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

❝In which a girl wishes her Matchmaker magic would work for her.❞

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

" she lives in the poetry she can not write " poetry ,, quotes ,, etc. ✓ lowercase intentional. ✓ current cover by me ✓ highest ranking: 56th in story @c o p y r i g h t 2017

One day, Morgana decides to pick up a pen and write a series of letters addressed to those she loves and hates. In these letters, she reveals her deepest fears and darkest secrets, in these letters she tells of the only boy she's ever loved and in these letters she realises that nothing is ever as it seems, and after these letters, nothing will ever be the same again. (used to be named Thirty Letters) (Inspired by the 30 Day Letter Challenge)

After a car accident leaves Kaden Bretton temporarily blind, Isla Moore struggles to break up with him while disguised as his girlfriend, who died in the crash. ***** Isla Moore has been in love with Kaden Bretton since he taught her how to slow dance on her sixteenth birthday. Now, four years later, she jumps at the chance to help him after a terrible car accident leaves him temporarily blind -- by agreeing to break up with him while disguised as his girlfriend, Evangeline, so he never has to find out she died in the crash. But will she be able to stick to the plan even after he starts falling for her? Or will the truth about her identity and the reason she lied to him destroy their chance at forever? ***** Cover by @lydiahephzibah.