One harmless song turned into something so much more. [This book deals with the reality of depression, it needs to be brought to our attention. The outcome once this this is finished is to show you the true beauty you withhold. Some parts may be graphic as you get farther into the book, just a warning. Stay strong, I just want to help you with what you may be experiencing.]

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

She just wants to be a sport journalist. She is always interviewing the best players in our Uni and sometimes she ends up dating them, but they always break her sweet heart. I would never do that, but she would never interview me even less date me because I'm just a regular football player in the team. I'm not the best, but I want to be. I want her to notice me. This year I'll be the best one. This year she will notice me. {AU Fan Fiction}

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

When Daisy and Harry meet, will their worlds collide to form a bigger and better world, or will both of their worlds perish and wipe out the face of humanity that consists of millions of cells that roam around the thing we call the human body. Read about how two completely different worlds change each others atmospheres forever.

When One Direction got called in for a meeting and got to hear that their most dedicated 'fans' Directioners have been saving their life several times, they thought it was some insane prank. "So where is the hidden camera?" Harry said. "You don't believe us, Mr. Styles?" Alexandra, the leader of the team asked him, her face now dangerously close to his. "How come some teenage girls save us from big bad guys? And without us noticing anything at all for that matter," Louis shot in. All the boys waited patiently for her answer. "Determination," Alexandra finally said.

Syreena Wate, mostly known as ‘The Dirty Angel’ is Zayn Malik’s personal stripper. She’s the one who dances for him and entertains him late at night. She’s the one who gets the cash stuffed in her underwear by him. She’s the one who gets money thrown by him. And she’s the one Zayn Malik is falling deeply in love with.

Zayn Malik is ready to make life miserable for Syreena, ready to throw bombs that will inflict pain, and ready to get his bittersweet revenge on her. And Syreena is ready for this battle, ready to hold her ground, and ready to rip Zayn Malik apart. Both want their revenge, instead this game of theirs turns out to be a cocktail of hatred, jealousy, lust, obsession, addiction, family, and love. And who said love was easy when in truth, it’s the biggest bitch of all. Sequel to Malik’s Stripper.