the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]

When Ashlee goes on vacation she is stranded, left by her bad tempered boyfriend who decides to abuse her now that she's away from home. Luckily, she hitches a ride with 5 sweet boys. Will her Celebrity Crush Harry Styles Save her Hear or Break it? And what happens when a group of people want nothing more than to tear the two apart? Please read, comment, and vote! Im new to wattpad! This is my first story and I would love feedback!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015

When a tragedy forced Mara Smith across the atlantic ocean to London, the only person she knew was her childhood friend, Phil lester. Two years later, her life is normal, or as normal as it'll get with her ptsd. And nightmares. And hallucinations. But still normal, boring even. Safe. That is, until she gets a threatening text, and panics. Although, she's made a few acquaintances since moving to England, she still runs to Phil, her best friend. She meets his roommate, Dan for the first time, and jumps at the chance to have another trustworthy friend. If juggling a dark past, threatening text messages, and trying to keep her ptsd under control wasn't enough, she had to fall for her friend. Despite her best efforts, Mara learns that our emotions are u n c o n t r o l l a b l e