What happened to me is something I could never have dreamed up in my wildest imagination. I mean, no one really wakes up in the morning and expects to find a person you connect with so much, and feel a shared magnetism for that it may have you re-evaluating whether you believe in love at first sight. It's even more bizarre that this person is one of the most recognisable people on the planet. One should think of me as so lucky. All I ask is Pretty Please, Don't Pinch Me.. because this is one dream I don't want to wake up from. Ava Sinclair considered herself to be quite a regular twenty year old. That is right up until she runs into one of the most publicly lusted after men. Juggling work, friends and family is hard enough, so when she is thrust into the public eye in such an impromptu manner, she must learn to deal with all the add ons. Yet something much larger and something she doesn't quite understand emerges and she begins to lose all sense of reality. Cover created by the lovely @Ayiah_Jaddo Copyright © 2014 WordsWithGem All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher.

"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.

Just random silliness that the demigods do on Facebook! With 100 parts finished with 112 chapters. Some of the conversations are ones I have had with my own friends, family, or people of the interwebs. I hope you take a minute to check it out and please review, and tell me what you think. WARNING!!!: This story is meant to be silly, nothing should be taken seriously. Also, my strangeness/weirdness/kookiness has been pored into this story so it is EXTREMELY strange. Also I wrote most of this before House of Hades was released, also the first 75 chapters were written before I even read Mark of Athena, so any mistakes with those characters is because of that. You have been warned. WARNING PT 2: yes Nico is gay. I'm aware. I wrote this before that was reviled and yeah, that's why Thalia and Nico aren't near each other near the end there. I do not speak Spanish, my Dad does and that's who was giving me my spanish translations, but it is not a Latin American spanish so the dialect may be different than what your used to if you are a spanish speaker. I also wrote this as a 13 year old and yeah if there are parts that are very cringy that's why. I also tried to source everywhere I borrowed from, but since I wrote this mostly over 5 years ago I don't remember everything I did or where I got it. So I apologize to all of those people. Thank you for reading! I don't own Percy Jackson or Facebook obviously cover by: _takeoff Watty Award Winner 2013; Percy Jackson

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles