When Elle was just a little girl, her aunt told her about this great trip through Europe she had once gone on. And so, years later, an eighteen-year-old Elle decides to go on the same trip. But hers doesn’t go nearly as smoothly as her aunt’s. And so, completely disappointed and even more heartbroken than before, Elle decides to go back home. But then her plane has to stop in a little town in the middle of nowhere during the biggest snowstorm of the decade. And so the adventures she had been hoping for and the love she hadn't really expected to find are thrust upon her, in the form of trying to find a place to stay in a town flooded with angry tourists, a crazy set of weird characters that offer their help, and an overly sarcastic yet amiable boy that doesn’t seem like anyone Elle has ever met before.

❝"I need you to sleep with me." "Well, hey," Jesse said, a slow grin spreading across his face, "I usually try and get to know the girl first, but this agreement is on your terms." My cheeks warmed. "I didn't mean it like that," I said. "I suffer from insomnia. And I need you to help me fall asleep."❞ Copyright © 2014 by Emily Slough. All Rights Reserved. TEENFIC | 4 [UNEDITED STORY; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK]

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.

Dear Library Girl, I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much. I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading. That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way. I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine. One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them. Love, Tyler *The body of this letter is not my original work, but rather a prompt for the story you are (hopefully) about to read. Enjoy! French translation on @ClesteVrld's profile!

In hope of reconnecting with her ethnic ties, Arden Michaelson sets off for France to study abroad during her junior year of college for a semester, leaving her best friend and boyfriend behind. Upon arriving at the "City of Lights" she is kissed by a set of foreign lips.

You are ignorant and selfish. All the colors inside of you are gray, like the you smoke exhale. You are easily forgettable and, unethical. Life is a joke to you. You have no passions or hobbies. You do nothing all day. You don't care about anyone but yourself. You use women like toilet paper, but you're the real piece of shit. Your hair is messy and, body is lanky. Your eye's are always wondering and you aren't trustworthy. Your voice is aggravating and, cold and send the greatest chills to anyone close to you. You're just a loser with brown hair and blue eyes, you're not even my type. -BEAUTIFUL COVER BY CHATACHINO MY FAV AUSTRALIAN!!!♡-

[ REWRITING ] Erratic, reckless and compelling, Wolf Carter terrifies her; but with a serious escapism mentality, Wolf is exactly what her twisted complex desires. Meanwhile, Wolf himself has taken a liking to the mysterious Valentina Rivers. Unbeknownst to her, he's already made a decision, and can hardly wait to unravel his new play-toy. It's all fun and games until feelings come into play. Soon the game becomes a little more personal, a little more real, and a little too much; particularly when Wolf and Valentina find so much more than they bargained for, in one another. ❝ home isn't always four walls, sometimes home is two eyes and a heartbeat ❞ [ © 2016 - 2018 thatwriterlauren ]

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...