To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]

Cacee Adams never suspects that Jess--the, "honor-student/ Boy Scout" she's falling for, is really a street-smart delinquent who's never told her a single true thing about himself. But when Cacee and Jess somehow fall through a painting and wake up far from the mountains of Pennsylvania, everything changes. Stranded in a dangerous city that holds shocking surprises, Cacee is forced to depend on Jess for her very survival. Now, as Cacee watches Jess pick pockets and win knife fights with equal ease, she realizes the boy she thought she knew never existed. As they struggle to stay alive long enough to return home, Cacee must decide: Can a thief and a liar be trusted with the biggest thing he's ever stolen--her heart.

Everyone went home to The X Factor house buzzing after performing live on TV for millions of people.. everyone except Luke. Luke never returned. With the x factor crew in hot water and the fans demanding answers, what will happen? Will they manage to find out what happened to Luke? Does someone whose right under their nose know something they're not telling? Find out! >> Mystery/Thriller fanfic of X Factor 2013 contestant Luke Friend. Enjoy! :)

[Check out BOUNTY HUNTERS, the sequel to Errand Runners] Unlike the other criminals in Nova City, Nole Vale has a curfew. While most civilians just want to survive in their crime-ridden, gang-infested city, this sixteen-year old is determined to conquer the city streets and provide for his brother and sister by any means necessary. But after crashing into a mysterious teenager, Nole is suddenly accused of a crime he didn't commit and his stable way of life begins to crumble. With the help of a diverse, yet peculiar group of teenagers, he must navigate his way through lethal gangs, brutal City Enforcers, and a corrupt city system in order to clear his name and keep himself and his siblings alive. Cover by @sequester All rights reserved. All material in this book (Errand Runners), and everything on this account is, unless otherwise stated, the property of the owner, creator and author of this work (@Next_JK_Rowling). Copyright and other intellectual property laws protect these materials. Reproduction or retransmission, in whole or in part, or in any manner, without the prior written consent of the copyright holder is a violation of the Copyright, Patents and Design Act of 1988 law and is punishable by law.

She began her new life lying down, enclosed by the wilderness. The sun hiding over the horizon, with an ombre of red and orange around it as light raindrops slowly slipped off of the leaves from above. Prickly stems delicately swept across her cheek as the wind blew. She was asleep, eyes closed, and lightly breathing. The atmosphere gave her a chilling feeling in her bones that was deep, and full of resonance. Riley Dalor has just woken up in an unfamiliar place. One to which she has never been, will never want to be, and could have never dreamed of being anywhere near. The reason why has not been given, she cannot remember the night before, and one very crucial detail has been taken from her memory. Strange developments are taking place, the pieces are slowly meshing together, and she is on the verge of remembrance.This is the beginning to the end... ❝Welcome to The New Age.❞ Copyright ©2013 All Rights Reserved.

"I met him when I was 9 years old. He had blonde hair and sky blue eyes. I was instantly captivated. " Allie Louis had always measured all the boys in her life by her first love whom she met 8 years ago. Convinced she had already found her one true love years ago and tired of waiting for him to show up, she starts to look for him. Ike Hollis knows that Allie is the girl for him but what would it take to convince her when his only competition is a ghost in Allie's past 8 years ago. Pretend to be him, of course.

There was a body in a casket, Stiff and still, The man inside the casket had no pulse or never will, My mother stood by there for five whole minutes, She whispered theses words I will never forget, I will always love you, I knew she saw her life go away, He was her world that she just said goodbye, A room full of people who could care less, Along with the man and his famous index cards, We head outside to see a piece of wood that means more than words could, However his name is misspelled, Damn the man with his famous index cards with in hands reach, Here the man in the casket was once was the father of a girl who I no longer am, He is a father of a girl who always wears a smile not one who is on the verge of A mental brake-down, He is a father of another family, One with a mother who is the reason they came up with the word sunshine, The girl with the younger sister who she looks out for, Not a younger sister who looks out for the older one, His body is now in the ground that has a plank over the spot, A name that is not my fathers because the story has changed, A family with no father, A mother who they created the word deppesion for, A older sister who is a child at most, A girl who is stronger than both, This time his name read off Edggar Finch, A guy who I never knew, My father was named Edgar Finch they most of had the wrong name. See for yourself it's all a cruel joke, Until I remember the body I saw in the casket, They had the right person just the wrong name.