"Help me," a frightened voice whispered. "STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special, a o-n-e n-i-g-h-t s-t-a-n-d." "Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. "Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" "Batman." - A boy made it his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him. e.g: :) = 04 982 562 789 Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

Boy meets girl, girl falls in love, blah-blah-blah. Let me be clear with you from the beginning. This is not that kind of story. My name is Cait, and I live in the great city of New York. Okay, so maybe I've only lived here for a week and a half, sue me, but what else am I supposed to say? This strange and beautiful metropolis is my new home, or the closest thing I've probably ever had to a home, and I intend to make the most of my time here. I'm 20 years old, an ex-sophomore in college, and I'm really good at math. Obviously, I've never filled out any kind of bio before. This is my story. It's the kind of story where reality bites, love isn't always what it seems, and maybe - just maybe - everything won't suck in the end. #43 in General Fiction - 12/02/2016 #44 in Teen Fiction - 6/11/2017 _____ © Jandra Sutton. 2016. All rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material - Followed, all content, and/or images - without express and written permission from the author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Followed is currently unpublished. For agent and publisher inquiries, please email me at jandra@jandralee.com.

First place winner in the I Am Hooked Awards (2019) under the genre short story. First place winner in the Ace Awards 2020 Second Place Winner in the Sparkle Awards 2020 This book is my own sad story collection. From my sad thoughts, sad experiences down to the most challenging moments of one's life. HIGHEST RANK: #37 out of 2.86k stories in bullshit (10/11/19) #2 in heart stopper (20/11/19) #blackroseawards2019 #TheCupidAwards #TheVAawards2019 #spiceoffawards #CBA2020 #lastgenawards #AstralAwards2020 #Tiger'sAwards #theeternityawards2020 #perdurableawards #thewizardawards #sunsetawards

Hamilton Academy of the Arts. The school Sydney Acosta moved to all the way from Toronto, Ontario in a barely known city. After the divorce between her mother and father, she's stuck by her mother's side, following her to another city in Canada. Her emotions are expressed through the one thing she loves doing: dancing. Lucas Cahill is a quiet, almost outcast in the school. His twin brother, Joseph, better known as Joey, is the best known guy in school. He's considered popular, cooler and better looking than his brother despite the two having the same face. At school, Joey doesn't acknowledge his brother, at home and in the past they are inseparable with the excuses from Joey tolling up over time. His isolation and other emotions are expressed through his art. The two seventeen year olds are connected in their different forms of art in a teenage story filled with drama, sarcasm and loads of creativity. "My drawings are like stick figures compared to anything you draw. You could draw the world's ugliest frog and it will still turn out beautiful. Lucas you're an amazing artist." "So are you." He said quietly, looking up at me with his soft, heartwarming eyes. "How?"I couldn't draw for shit. "Because you are a dancer. Dancing is an art. And you are an amazing dancer." Cover~ xThePineappleGirlx #15 Teen Fiction (11/12/16)

***Warning*** Book 2, Sequel to Burning Gods & Wicked Angels ***Warning*** ***Warning*** Blurb contains spoilers! ***Warning*** If someone told me I'd be working with the enemy after losing everything, I wouldn't believe them. *** I'm searching for a lost soul to bring Gabriel back while working with the enemy... Learning to fight and survive on my own is easier said than done. With danger lurking around every corner, my rage boiling out of control, sleep an elusive dream, and a newfound love of drink, I'm on a rampage. One that'll end with me getting Gabriel back... or dying. To make matters worse, I'm working with the people who killed him. With everything and everyone working against me, I know I'm facing impossible odds. Even those I think I can trust might not have my best interests at heart. Still, my fae friends and my sister's ghost will guide me through the apocalypse and subsequent fall of mankind. And I'll get my revenge and Gabriel back... if it's the last thing I do. *** 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. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, please go to; https://www.wattpad.com/user/darvruni *** Cover by germancreative

Now available as Audiobook on Audible India. Moving back to her old school, Alana befriends the arrogant Xavier. Underneath his scars are feelings for her, feelings neither of them can deny. ***** Moving back to her hometown after six years away, Alana meets her childhood rival, Xavier, sitting on her mother's gravestone. He's still determined to tease and annoy her, and his arrogance and willingness to fight means she writes him off as a good-for-nothing. But underneath Xavier's tough-guy facade is a heart that has given too much, and been hurt too deeply. With each moment she spends with him, Alana starts to feel more connected to him. She gradually helps Xavier find himself, and he shows her how incredible she is as well. But after facing a tragic loss that shakes Xavier to the core, will Alana be able to hang on to him, or will he fall so deeply into himself that both of them are lost? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Wrong Place. Wrong Time. Right Guy. ◇Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction, #1 in New Girl, #2 in Thriller, #5 in Featured, #5 in Bad Boy◇ (TwistClichè) This book is published. What you read here is part of the first draft of the story. The fully edited version is out and available as an e-book on Kindle or paperback on Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CCXC9SXH ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ And before I could even begin to process what emotions I saw in him, he had stepped closer, pulling my face to his. At first, I was in shock, processing the fact that his lips were on mine, that his hands held me close, and that he was still there. For a brief second, I kissed him back, but then he pulled away, his face still just inches from mine. "You don't have to be afraid anymore," he said. ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ Natalie is the new girl in Langston Heights, thanks to her selfish step-mom. Forced to leave her old life behind, a month into her senior year, she has to make new friends at LHHS and navigate around a guy with rude tendencies. Just when she finally starts to settle in...Natalie is at the wrong place at the wrong time, and sees the worst thing imaginable. When she needs someone the most, will they have her back? Or will they fail her? Read "I Got You" to find out! First published: mid Oct. 2017 Theme Song: "I Got You" by Bebe Rexha Cover made by my sister: @lanaavictoriaa ***this is now just a sample. To read the original completed story, it is now available under the same name on InsNovel. A fully edited version is in the process of publishing, and I will post updates when that's about to be released.

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed. Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy. I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing." The outfit was pretty cute, hands down. "But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds." Oh hell no.

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018