He had on oversized glasses, that made his face seem so tiny. But, even from back here I could see his blue eyes. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with a pair of skinny jeans, and completed the look with a pair of red Chuck Taylor's. He looked at my car in disgust, as he rolled out his bike. The first thing he said to me will always be imprinted in my mind, "Buy a pair of Doc Martens, and then we'll talk." Cover by @pawfectly

" You are my little city that I can always runaway to, where I can find my sanity, and where I can find myself at 3 am thinking of you. Just you, Zoe." (( a sequel to reckless )) This book cannot be altered or duplicated. © Copyright 2015 All rights reserved.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.

Epilogue... Hi my name is Ella. I'm 15, and I live in a small town, go to a small school, the usual... The only problem is I have a lot of problems. 1. My parents being divorced. I know everyone says "that's not you're problem.", or "you can't make them love each other." But, my mom is getting remarried and, she wants me and Dominic, my younger brother, to start calling him dad. But just 'cause they're married (almost) doesn't mean he's better than our dad. 2. I have an eating disorder. I'm anorexic, and it's because of problem #4. But, first lets say problem #3. 3. I cut. But just on my wrists. 4. I'm bullied... by my ex-best friend Matthew Espinosa. Yes, for all who are asking that Matthew Espinosa. Not just by him though, but by everyone at school. They call me "fat" "whore" "slut" "cunt" "skank" and even more.... no one knows about it though... People also beat me up... who you're asking.... that's right you guessed it... Matthew and his group of friends.. also, known as "MagCon".. oh and problem #5.... I wish I could just die sometimes..

im falling apart { #7 in matt espinosa fan fiction }

Emma gets bullied by 9 guys.

When 2 girls fall in love with the boys of Magcon, everything is not as they dreamed. Everything comes tumbling down and they have to learn that life isn't always easy. Sometimes you have to open your eyes and deal with what's happening in reality. Sequel to Perfect Fantasy.

Sam and Ashley were just a couple of girls with a dream to meet the Magcon family. Will their everlasting fantasies become a reality and if they do will they have to face challenging obstacles just to get a couple lousy pictures.

Angie Nelson has been enemies with Hayes Grier. But will they soon develop feelings for each other? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © Bearystyles ! DO NOT COPY OR STEAL THIS STORY