louis has only one hour, which is enough; for time had never seemed to affect him © 2014 by finallyawake. all rights reserved.

When Collin died, he left behind a broken girl and an old leather journal (completed)

Natalie and Ian have gone from long distance boyfriend and girlfriend to husband and wife living together in a matter of four years. From the lowest of the lows to the highest of the highs, Natalie and Ian have been there for each other through everything from the depression caused by a miscarriage to the glee of moving into their first apartment together and now they've begun the the next step in their lives together, including a surprise or two. Follow Natalie and Ian on the next leg of their journey together as they sail through more uncharted waters and celebrate the new beginnings along the way.

Hey, my name is Hazel Dart. I know what your thinking, Dart is a weird last name. A lot of people think that, but not these boys. My parents died when I was 14, as in 2 years ago. I'm 16 now and I'm currently living with the Carter family.

I jolted up, sweat dripping down my neck. I scrambled for the pills beside me and popped two into my mouth. "I shouldn't have done that." I muttered. I sat up shaking violently, waiting for the medication to kick in. Slowly I started to feel numb again, one of my favorite feelings. Thanks to those pills, I can finally start to feel somewhat sane. But don't get me wrong, I'm not a drug addict. I'm just a dying girl who is afraid of what she might become. Understand? XXX I dropped onto the ground, clutching my jaw. The red liquid known as blood flooded my mouth like a river. You see, the taste of blood definitely isn't unfamiliar. Just like the sensation of pain. Those two were buddies in my life. It's quite funny, I remember the cracking of my bones and glass seeping into my skin, just like the small needles that pumped medicine into my blood system to keep my small fragile body alive. All these hits yet, here I am standing. Guess you can call me superman. But even though I might be standing, I've already crumbled inside. Humans have glass hearts and strings that hold them together. What would we have left if our glass heart shatters and all the strings popped? XXX WARNING: Story is triggering to audiences that are sensitive to suicide and cutting. Oh and this story is quite frankly, cringey as hell. Story is in a very slow process of editing, so if there are errors, feel free to point them out and I will be quick to fix them! Hope you guys enjoy UnSavable! Love, Victoria♥ XXX Highest so far: #43 teen fiction 3/19/2017

The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

(TH#5)"And maybe in the end, in spite of all we said, all we did, all we met, we are only thoughts that evaporate into the effervescent whirlwind of time." Cole Winters is a perfect example of high school done right; star quarterback, good-looking, popular, he has the whole package. Things couldn't possibly go wrong. He lives for the present with no certainty on the future or anything it holds. Grace Loving is terminally ill. She's been cancer-free, but it can't be gone forever. She knows it. Everybody knows it. And it's only a matter of time before she bites it. But to maximize her living expectancy, her parents bring her to a well-known doctor operating a hospital just outside of Heart, North Carolina, where she finds her new home and, ultimately, Cole Winters. It's not love at first sight. It's not even love at fourth sight. But as they're thrown together in odd and unsavory circumstances, it becomes a battle between love and the desire not to hurt or be hurt, and the realization that in life you cannot have one without the other.

This was the first short story I had ever written. I think it's pretty decent highest rank: #187 short story as of October 24th,2017 Everett sees the same girl everyday at the sweet shop, at the same exact time and grows curious about her. What happens when he finally confronts her? This is a short story, it will be face paced. WARNING: Talk/action of suicide attempts and hospitals Enjoy :)

Why do his eyes have to be so blue? Why does his smile have to be so sweet? Why is his accent so attractive? Why the heck did I let myself fall for that darn Canadian? My name is Natalie Jane Simmons and I'm in love with that damn Canadian. Hockey players Natalie and Ian have known each other since they were 12. Now, at 17, Natalie is head over heels for her hockey playing friend, even though she swore that she would never fall for anyone, she finds herself falling for a her sparkling blue eyed Canadian friend. But when Ian moves back to Canada to play hockey, Natalie realizes that it's now or never. Will she tell Ian how she feels? And will Ian feel the same?