This is how I decide to start off my Wattpad. Writing about my nightmares. I will make my nightmares into more detailed stories, You might not find em all scary, but the feelings I had while dreaming these was the worst and I will do my best to make my readers feel that feeling as well. Warning: these stories are not for you if you get triggered easily. also the only thing that might be scary is my writing. LOLOLOLOL

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

"Why are you smiling?" I say furrowing my eyebrows. "You're so beautiful." He says in response causing a bright crimson to rush to my cheeks. He places his index finger under my chin bringing my head up to look at him. He leans in creating very little space between us. I close my eyes in response, he then gently connects his lips with mine. Our lips molding into a passionate kiss. We disconnect for air, as soon as I get my breath back I lean in again. Starting another chain of kisses. This time more urgent. I move to where I'm straddeling him. He moves his hands to my thighs, and hoists me up into the air. I disconnect my lips from his for a laugh. He smiles in response, and begins to carry me upstairs. I know that this could go wrong in so many ways but I cant help,it but I want this. We get into my bedroom, and he places me on my bed and begins to unbutton my flannel, and thats when Alyssa bursts into my room. "Told you, you'd cave." She pipes in throwing a condom at me then runs back out. If you want to know why this crazy shit happened continue reading. This story mentions selective topics that may effect some readers. Readers discretion is advised. MATURE CONTENT. •Discription of mature acts. •Violence •Talk of Depression, and other medical conditions/issues. I in no way want to offend anyone in any way. If anything I mention in this book seriously bothers you please stop reading or message me. I care about my readers, and how my work affects them. Copy Right - All rights reserved. Any way, thanks Jess.❤

They planned their trip for two years. Freedom. Fun. Travel. Too bad their summer never ended. Pain. Terror. Run. <><><><> Ali Cartwright, along with her best friend Macy, spent the last two years of high school planning their trip of a lifetime. Their dream was to escape their small American town, and travel Europe, partying all night, visiting amazing places, and maybe meeting a few cute guys. But when they wake up in their cozy little French apartment to screams of terror, loud sirens, and threats of an international invasion, they can only do one thing in the hopes of surviving. They run.

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Gemma is a nobody. She knows it. Her parents know it. Everybody at school takes advantage of it. She accepts the fact that everybody is going to treat her badly. She can't do anything about it. She will forever be the doormat, somebody to shove homework at, someone to take anger out on. She goes about her business quietly, doesn't mess around. But then Gemma makes a mistake. She goes out at night, again on a useless mission to keep the peace. She runs into one of the most dangerous gangs in America. And she makes an impression. Liam Henderson is someone you don't mess around with, people cross the street to avoid crossing paths with him. So what will he do when a little school girl named Gemma gets under his skin? And it all started with a Tampon.

"Come on babe." Evan insists. "Please? For me?" I look around, considering my options. The party has started to die down, and the small lake further into the woods is pretty concealed. "Fine." I sigh, grinning. "Really?" He smirks. "You'll skinny dip with me?" I pause. "Sure." "Great." He says. "I love you Harper." <><><><> Harper is your typical good girl. Shy, quiet, and reserved. So everybody is surprised when she manages to land a guy like Evan. Prom King, quarterback, ladies man. Evan introduces her to a new world, a world of popularity. And Harper tries to be the best girlfriend she can be. But one night, it all falls apart, and Harper is left in a mortifying situation. Naked. Luckily the River boys are around to save the day. After a few pictures of course.

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

Meet the young girl Gracie Reed, in the life you'd never expect anyone to have. The stories she can tell is shocking to many and would come off as insane to normal people. The things she's been through is something you don't want up on your loved ones, nor your worst enemies. If you don't like stories where sad, depressing and terrible things happen. like loss, suicidal thoughts, self harm and somewhat scary features. This is not for you. This story includes LGBT Relationships and all that stuff. Sexual abuse will be mentioned in this as well. Picture is drawn by me. Stay tuned! NOTE: I am not the best at writing, but I will try my best. Also! wanna say thanks to my girlfriend, Lydia! for being tots awesome having the patient to be my editor. ;3 sorry not sorry! love ya!

"Eva!" My Brother slams the car door shut, storming over to where we sit. I roll my eyes, not wanting to deal with him. "Go home Nick." I tell him, picking up another can of beer. "Get in the car!" He spits at me. "No!" I yell. "I'm fine. You can't tell me what to do!" "I swear Eva, you are out of control!" Nick finishes. "And something has to change." <><><><> Eva was always one to follow the rules, the poster child for good behavior. She lives with her brother, and never gave him any trouble. After a traumatic event, Eva spirals out of control. She falls in with the wrong crowd, and couldn't care less about her future. Eventually, her brother can't take it. So he decides to do something about it. Moving halfway across the country, to a town full of strangers, should do something, right? Eva doesn't think so. But maybe it's for the best. After all. Her brother says she's dangerous.