to him, she's a masterpiece. to her, he's a captivating mystery. All Rights Reserved © 2016 LeiLani Lopez [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] // FAST-PACED ROMAnCE // {Highest ranking: #51//shortstory & #11 teen-humour} Warning :: If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. To read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to: [http://my.w.tt/UiNb/uVKfPomvMz]

// AU story to "The Girl Who Couldn't Hear" // in which a girl falls in love with a blind boy. ( highest ranking: #22 standalone) [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] * can be a stand alone *

❝Hel-❞ ❝Dad? How is she?! I would come now but-❞ ❝Chris...it's Willow.❞ ❝Oh, shit. Sorry. Wrong number.❞ + (not worth reading at all, i don't know what my 15 year old self was thinking writing this tbh, it continues to be up for me to reminisce) #26 ; short story (23/11) #17 ; short story (14/12) #8 ; short story (18/12) #4 ; short story (23/12) #3 ; short story (3/1/2016) #2 ; short story (15/1/2016) #1 ; short story (31/1/2016) cover by @ashtonlirwin + © cruise-ing 2015/6 all rights reserved

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...

Kira West, I am deeply in love with you. Your lustrous hair and twinkling eyes have captured me since I first laid my eyes on your smokin' body. Your dazzling smile is incomparable to any mortal object, and your laugh reminds me of soft bells ringing in the distance. This may seem a bit soon to ask you this, but will you do me the honor of slapping me with a loaf of bread? I understand that it may be too soon in the relationship to do such an intimate act, but I feel as if I know you, that I understand you. If you wish, you may leave me a response on the space below, and leave it under your desk after your first period. Much love, Archer P.S. I'll still love you even if you decline me of this wonderful offer. - highest ranking: #23 in short story featured on every list for short story third place in the winners awards

When rich and popular Gwen Marie ends up in detention for a 'crime' she did not commit, she can only blame the misfits she's stuck with for the next three weeks. Levi Keller and his gang are the typical rebellious and reckless boys who love to get drunk everyday, smoke on school property and trespass when they know they shouldn't. But as Gwen spends more time with them she begins to realize that they aren't all that bad and their adventurous lifestyle is much more fun than her posh and planned one. Levi helps her realize that there's more to life than being the good girl and even though everyone knows that people like her and people like him should never mix, it's okay to do so. Sometimes the rules need to be broken. But the Detention Club can only have so much fun and before they know it, someone is out to set the strict rules of their town back into place. A Featured ChickLit Novel. Find the full version on FicFun Or Dreame!!

At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

Stacey Williams had always loved Axel Teller. But he had paid her no mind. She wanted more than the meaningless flings they had. She wanted her love to be returned. She wanted to be loved back. She did everything to get his attention. She had one-night stands with countless boys - throwing away her innocence - and tearing apart her reputation. All for him. But Axel didn't notice Stacey as anything more than a girl to have a fling with on the side. And Stacey watched as the boy she loved fell for another girl, and they were happy and complete. And Stacey was alone and hated. Tarnished and scarred. She was the girl he left behind. [The first book won the 2015 Wattys for the Cover-to-Cover award and 2016 Fiction Awards. Book two won the 2018 Fiction Awards. #1 in Teen Fiction and Short Story.] book two is currently unavailable, it will be released late 2023.

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.