Lucy Devon Adelaide- typical nerd with big eye glasses and lack of fashion. She was constantly bullied in their academy because of her unpleasant looks. What if one day she lost her life because of an IDIOTIC GOD (Idiotic God: I heard that -.-) oh just shut up and let me continue on to the story, she died because of the "accident" that this God had make, in exchange of his BIG mistake she offered her to reincarnate her, eventually she agreed given the chance to start a new life, but she didn't expect the unexpected...cause when she woke up, she found herself born a .......PRINCESS ================= The pictures that will be used I'm the future updates are not mine!! Credits to Pinterest please! ♥♥♥

There is a girl. Who lives by the sea. Who has no family. She is called Nothing. She sees everybody. Nobody sees her. She wanders. Looking for nothing, but finding everything. A girl called Nothing.

First book in the 'Just' series. Anne was a simple, innocent soul. She was beautiful with long golden wavy hair. She had deep, dark brown eyes which reflected the warmth of her soul. She had flawless skin with adorable freckles dotted along her nose. She was honest and kind, kinder than anyone I have ever met. She was generous and perfect but she never once was horrible towards anyone, because she saw no flaws anywhere. All she saw was beauty. Beauty in the majestic song of the birds. The crisp green of grass after the rain. Beauty in the facial expressions of people. Even the bareness of a gnarled tree smothered in a winters coat. Beauty in the world around her, which she reflected in her amazing paintings and drawings. But she couldn't draw anymore. She couldn't share her passion with the world or her stories because she was just gone. 🌻✨ The story is set 6 months after Anne goes missing. The POV constantly swaps between the characters and their stories. Will we ever find out what happened to Anne?

Arabella Chase hasn't had the easiest life. Her parents and brother were killed leaving just her and her sister. Imagine a picture perfect family. Like the ones you see on the commercials, and advertisements. Sitting around the table at dinner laughing, going on family walks and taking vacations. Having the occasions disagreements. Now grab a glass vase. See how beautiful it is? Throw it on the ground stomp on it then, try to fix it. Impossible right? So you throw it away. It's broken damaged goods why would you want it? That's how my life ended up. That's my life living on pay check to pay check trying to give Libby, my sister, a good life. One day a family takes us in just out of good nature. I was thankful for that. What I didn't plan on happening was the, being friends with the royal family. I also didn't plan on the prince falling in love with me now matter how hard I tried to push him away. He didn't care how broken I was. So what I'm trying to say is. No matter how much you may think you're broken, you can become... Unbroken Second installment in the Unspoken trilogy. Unedited

Beautiful emerald eyes to match s beautiful girl. She's beautiful on the inside and the outside too. Where's her flaw, you might ask. Well, she doesn't speak, and that's the thing that sets her apart from everyone else. (Thanks to sofiarakic for the cover)

She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

The largest collection of two and one sentence horror stories on watt pad. Cover by @wordgirlalways

We all have this conversation with ourselves: should we get on with the homework, or do random crap? (like writing a story about not doing homework ;) Hope you enjoy!