As she started her senior year at a new school, Alissa didn't think much could happen. The school was divided into cliques so as long as she stayed in her place, she'd be okay and go pretty much unnoticed. 'The Boys', however, noticed her, and turned her entire world upside down.

she was a girl who came with a lot of baggage who just happened to fall for a boy who was too scared to speak. all rights reserved © 2014 | awemichael {completed}

addicted to drugs, a virgin to love.

❝Please stop!❞I suck in a sharp breath trying to push him away. He gropes my butt while staring coldly into my eyes. ❝I'm going to treat you like the little slūt you are!❞ He whispers darkly into my ear, his warm breath fanning over my cold skin. I close my eyes trying to suppress all my ironical desire for his lips. ❝I'm not a slūt!❞ I shriek turning my head away from him. Trying to catch a breath of cold air because the fire between us is consuming everything. ❝I'll make you PAY!❞ He growls pushing me to the wall harshly. He pushes his body against mine and I let out involuntary whimpers. She is FIRE. He is ICE. They are different but they will kill you all the same. ~•~•~•~•~•~ Kismet - Destiny; Fate. Feeling that her past has given her enough, Allison decides to start over. Turn a new leaf and never look back, knowing that every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. New people in her life make it worthwhile until things take a different turn and she wishes her past was her present. Lies and Deep dark secrets come to life. What happens when she falls into the arms of Harry, a secretive and complicated stud, who has his own demons that need slaying?

"Why do you like the rain so much?" "It reminds me that I'm still alive." (Luke Hemmings Fanfiction) Copyright to Ashley Royer. All things written by Ashley Royer unless otherwise stated. Not affiliated with 5 Seconds of Summer or any other characters mentioned. THIS IS NOT THE FULL BOOK. The full book is published with changed names and can be bought wherever books are sold. AVAILABLE NOW WHEREVER BOOKS ARE SOLD. The published version has added chapters and everything has been edited.

Eleanor is shy and quiet, she never does anything careless or free. She's always going from home, to school, back home again. Her parents work most of the time, and she hasn't tried at all to make friends during highschool. No one seems to notice her, she thought, until she realized there were people that were going unnoticed even by her, poeple who might understand her. Finally, she decides she wants to something, anything, and starts to take some risks. She doesn't want to spend her last year of school in a rut, and Jack and his friends are just the people to help her feel weightless.

- 一 "i wonder what her father would have thought if he heard his daughter call me daddy" [ COMPLETED ]

Plot Twist! Maddy Allbourne is a guitarist in a punk band with four other guys. A band known as All Time Low. Her and Jack are probably the most affectionate set of friends you will ever come across. Even though neither will admit, they're both obviously wanting more than a friendship. But will they ever confess their attraction towards one another? ~COMPLETED~ SEQUEL FINALLY UP!!!

What would you do, if you fell in love with someone you weren't meant to have? fyi: the story is shown as incomplete because another site bought the story. it's being rewritten on said site and if you want the url, please visit my profile!

He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts