"Why are you here?" "Why aren't you letting me in?" "Can't you see? You're wasting your time." "The same way you waste yours doubting yourself? You have galaxies inside your head. Stop letting people tell you you cannot shine." In which the way leaves fall from trees, he falls for. her: slowly and all at once. (Short story for the Lenovo Back To School Contest)

"No I did not. Listen, I don't know why you won't get this through that thick head of yours, but I don't want you." I say lying. For a second he looks hurt then quick covers it up. "Prove it." He says. "What?" "Reject me." He says. If you really don't want to be with me as much as you say you don't, then reject me." "Fine." I say. "I'll do it." I can feel Loala start to worry. She didn't want to loose her mate. She didn't care about the rules. But she doesn't know what we'd have to go through to be together. This way is much easier for the both of us. " I, Makayla Jaeger," I start, "Reject you-" I look up to see Elijah with a pleading look on his face. This is a lot harder than I thought. "I-I-I... Um..." I stutter forgetting my words. What am I doing? This shouldn't be this hard. I don't even know this boy. "I can't do this." I say giving up. Elijah's face brightens up. "Told you." He says grinning from ear to ear. This stupid fücking mate bond. What the hell is it doing to me. First the gods pair me up with a vampire. A fücking vampire. And now I can't even reject him. ------------------------------------- Makayla Jager just turned 17. So that means that its time for her to find her mate, her other half. But when it turns out that her mate is a vampire in a school of werewolf's, she is left to make a hard decision: reject him, or accept him and deal with the consequences?

She loved the way his eyes glistened when he looked at her, and the way his heart beat sped up as she pushed against him. But deep down, she knew that was just a facade which hid the unpleasant truth. ≠ "Promise me you won't hurt me.." "Princess, I can't promise sober things from a drunk soul" Was this Stockholm syndrome in the making? {may contain explicit language/content} /alcohol usage\

gone ɡôn/ - adjective 1. no longer present; departed. "You look pretty when you cry," his cold green eyes stared into my glossy blue ones as he smirked and caressed my cheek "keep pissing me off, you'll be lookin' beautiful." {Warning-} \\age gap\\ usage of alcohol/drugs\\ explicit language/content

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//This is not The Fault in our Stars by John Green, it is a fanfiction. All copyright belongs to John Green and the Penguin Young Readers Group. This book contains spoilers// (Although I was the FIRST to write a fanfiction with this idea, I do not own the idea) Hazel Grace Lancaster has been mourning after the death of her boyfriend, Augustus Waters. What happens once Hazel finds out she is pregnant with her boyfriend, who is no longer living?