Nik doesn't know what he's doing with his life. Before his father died, he was all set on becoming a great doctor, like him, but now, he just doesn't know. Dropping out of med school might have been a bad idea. Getting into art school would have give his father an aneurysm. Getting his body covered in tattoo was kind of an overkill. Thing is, Nik doesn't really care anymore. And he should care. He just doesn't know what to care about.

I was named after the little mermaid, thought to be strong and brave. A name worthy of a princess, my mum used to say. But I didn't trade my voice for the handsome prince; I just never had it. I've always been the shy youngest sister, too afraid to raise her voice and make herself heard. I don't have the tail and I don't have the personality. I can sing, but no one ever hears me. I guess I only I have the red hair although it's not even naturally red. So how can I be part of his world when I can't even tell him my name? I better never meet the handsome prince, it'd be doomed to fail. So no, I'm not like the little mermaid, I'm just little shy Ariel. -:-:-:- BOOK #2 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daisy, it symbolises "Innocence, loyal love, simplicity."

As someone who's been so pampered to the point of oblivion, I never noticed the similarities with the fairy-tale. Every little girl should see her father as a king and her home is her kingdom. Almost every girl wants to be a princess or is treated as one. Some approach that more than others. I was one of those who are really close to be one. With a father that was like a king, soon came a stepmother hungry for power and money. Of course, I only realised that when Dad wasn't in the picture anymore. It wasn't jealousy because I was prettier than her, or that I think, what pushed her to hate me and to try to get rid of me; it was that as soon as I was twenty-one I would end up inheriting all of my father's business. Not her. So I had to disappear for her to be the only queen. Just like in the fairy tale, someone was hired to get rid of me. Did your parents read the tale to you? They didn't to me, so maybe that's why I didn't notice how much I resemble that princess. So that's me: Blanca, like Snow... Snow White. BOOK 5 In the Aware Princess Series flower: Thornapple, it symbolises "disguise."

I live in the most expensive city of the world, a cosmopolitan capital. It's vibrant with all its people, it's loud, it's crowded. It's beautiful. But I'm not part of it. I only see it from behind a window, high in the sky, away from everyone else. Just like in that old fairy-tale, my mum keeps me inside the penthouse, as high as it can get, doors closed to everyone else but her. She says the world outside is scary, it's horrible and cruel and I'm better off inside, where no one can harm me. I don't have real friends. I don't have even school friends. I don't have anyone else but my mother. I know she wants to protect me, even if she doesn't tell me from what exactly, yet I know she has the best intentions at heart. I just wish I was allowed to play outside, from time to time. This is my life, however I do tell myself sometimes: Someday, you'll break free, Roselle. BOOK 6 In the Aware Princess Series flower: Purple Lilac, it symbolises "first emotion of love."

(STERLING SERIES # 1) - Daphne Dennings thought she could finally tick off "Have sex with a random stranger" on her bucket list. She realized the next morning that it wasn't a one-night stand after all. After meeting that cute guy on the top deck of her cousin's yacht wedding reception at Saint Tropez, Daphne wishes she could meet another guy just like him. Five years later, she bumps into the very same person she hooked up with back at her cousin's wedding. To her surprise, the guy she hooked up with was none other than one of Forbe's most eligible bachelors, Vincent Sterling. And this eligible bachelor wants her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The story launched on the Radish Fiction app - June 29, 2021 - No longer available. This story is only posted on Wattpad. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ C O N T E N T / T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sexual themes Drugs Swearing Suicide Character death Knife Gun Alcohol ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Formerly What Vincent Wants. Changed on 06.20.2021 CREDIT: Photo by Asad Photo Maldives from Pexels ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ❤ P O S T E D - 05.24.15 - 11.27.19 #3 (Romance - 10.29.15)

A journey through the love of a young couple told in reverse – starting from where it all fell apart and ending in where it all began. Copyright © 2014 CrayonChomper cover by lydiarse

Thea is... Occasionally strange. She's gradually pushed people out of her life. She goes to a party and well... Meets a guy who... You guessed it- kisses her. Originally titled ''Cliche novel 5'' Then titled, ''Thea, Will, and Their Exes'' First official chapter is "Ugh"

Most football team captains bully little children like me. Thirteen-year-old geniuses that shouldn't be sophomores in high school. But this one's different. He wants to help the outcasts. But what if I don't want help? What if even a simple smile adds to the punishment? Charlie doesn't know about that. And he never will if I can do anything to prevent the knowledge. Bax is crazy, an absolute lunatic. He killed my parents. Yep. Drowned them. And I was the idiot who stood there and watched. I was the idiot who got myself into this mess and now I was the idiot too scared to do anything about it. Heh. Some genius I am. Hey. I'm Lev and I live in England. So football that I mentioned earlier? Yeah dude let's get this straight. It's called football-not soccer. K thanks.

*THIS STORY IS UNEDITED & ON HIATUS. Never in my life had I ever dreamt of this moment. Never in my life had I even thought of something like this possibly happening. Although, never in my life had I ever even spoken of what happened behind doors. Not until one door was opened for me. A door that allowed me to escape this horrendous world and into the arms of someone who cared. In an extremely short amount of time, I began to question my reality. Not knowing to believe as I laid on this cold, wet soil, contemplating my life. From there I stared up deeply into the sky, gears twisting and turning to know when my life truly begins. The inner teenaged girl in me pummeled to keep me alive, searching, scavenging for a better life. A better future. Before I could slip away into the darkness I was dragged into. My heart drummed with remorse as angst coursed through my veins. My every being screamed for me to continue forth in the daily flow of life, but my heart pleaded otherwise. I was torn completely in two. But then, there was that exotic drug. My strangest addiction that reeled me in. Recognizing my pain, my anguish. All it took from him was a few words, "Do you need the nurse?" © 2014 All rights reserved. Any act of unauthorized sale, copy or piracy is illegal

"He's just an artificial bad boy." "He may beat up, threaten, and make people bleed. But he may possibly be one of the most nicest people I have ever met." I know it sounds like a typical bad boy story, and the plot does revolve around that topic. But honestly, I somewhat tried to make it different. There are cliché parts, cringy I know but bear with me!