❝ Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy.❞ ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald Barry Allen is a hero. When he was 11, his mother was murdered by something impossible. That was his tragedy-- or so he thought. Raine Knox moved to Central City for a second chance at life, and when she finds a boy struck by lightning, she's given one. The two were destined to meet, but never to fall in love. But somehow, in a turn of events, Raine and Barry find themselves falling for each other. And as destiny begins to pull Raine away from Barry, he begins to find out that Raine isn't what she seems. Will Barry be able to save Raine and find love in a world that fought against it? Or will she become his next tragedy?

in which a girl with drug habits meets a nerdy boy with good eyebrows.

They were too young and dumb

Fake feelings. Fake friends. Completed This was my first book so don't be so harsh, i wrote it for fun and it isn't good (personally). I keep this up to see how much I've grown

a magcon fanfic. //jack gilinsky

"That's the thing; you don't fall for the people who know you, but for the ones who understand you. And maybe that's why I fell for you. Because no matter how upset you were, you still had the ability to keep a smile on your face and you still had the ability to make other people happy. I realize now, that, that is why I fell in love with you; because you always managed to stay strong, even in your darkest hours." An imperial story including a compendium of love letters from a heartbroken seventeen year old girl. Copyright © 2014. All rights Reserved. ___________________________________ THIS STORY USED TO BE CALLED LETTERS TO JACK. I decided to change the name because I thought "Us" was a better fit, especially since people kept thinking this was just entirely letters to jack, which it is not. It is a story INCLUDING letters.

[jack gilinsky] in·som·ni·a noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep. ___________________ I haven't gotten up in days. I just lay in bed, writing about all the things that we could've been And all the things we will never be. Sometimes, I don't even write. I just put the date on the top, right hand corner of the lined page and let my tears fall, dampening the paper by each droplet. I haven't eaten since you left. My mom is getting concerned, but I could see why. Her daughter is bed bound, won't eat. Can't sleep, and won't talk. It has been absolute hell since you left 2013-2015 [2014 -2015 all rights reserved ] ShaeFoster

in which a internet famous boy falls for a regular girl

Because of a family tradition, she was named after a star. Because she had platinum blonde hair her middle name meant the dawn. Because her father was a notorious mass murderer her last name was a burden to carry around. Her name was Vindemiatrix Aurora Black but she much preferred being called V. She lived an outcasted life but when she thought she had hit rock bottom, things got much worse. But every day, at the crack of dawn, she woke up and did something many struggled to do. She counted her blessings.