In which I post detailed book reviews of Wattpad books only.

"I don't do bad things for bad reasons. "I don't do bad things for good reasons. "I do bad things because there are bad things to be done." The universe requires balance in all aspects of life and death. Good and evil must war constantly, neither side able to gain traction over the other. For every life given, one must be taken away. In that way, neutrality reigns, and the Earth spins round and round without fear of its revolutions coming to an abrupt halt. Lucky knows this, has been aware of it since the dawn of time. This need for balance thrums through their bones, resonates with their heart - or the facsimile of one they carry around in an otherwise vacant chest. But Lucky also knows just what it costs the mortal world to maintain this balance - and they know that not everyone agrees it's worth the pain. There's a war on the horizon - a battle that may tear the very world they've sworn to protect into bloody ribbons, leaving nothing behind but ravaged cities and burning corpses. Lucky doesn't want this fight, doesn't want this hell, but just as surely as they can feel it coming, they can feel the walls closing around them, narrowing down their choices until the only path left to take is one of chaos and Armageddon. || absolutely amazing cover by @Watercolors75 ||

After a lot of rock music, many skating accidents and a considerable amount of arguing, Alex finds out that there are things in the world worth living for. Skateboarding, as it turned out was not the only thing Alex and Jem bonded over. [copyright afterwords two thousand & fifteen] short story #24

"Why do you always have those earbuds in?" "Music keeps the monsters away." ~*~*~*~*~ Casey Adams is your average 16 year old - except for one thing; she has been diagnosed with Schizophrenia. [#17 mystery/thriller] [will be edited and a new version will be posted soon]

Olivia's best friend is not imaginary. He’s not a ghost, either. And she's pretty sure he's not a hallucination. He’s just Mason. He is, however, invisible. When Olivia spotted the crying little boy on her front porch at five years old, she had no idea she was the only one who could see him. Twelve years later when new-girl Robin bumps into the both of them and introduces herself to Mason, they are both stunned. Mason couldn't be more pleased that someone else can see him. Olivia, on the other hand, isn't jumping at the chance to welcome Robin into their circle. Jealousy may have something to do with that, but honest fear that Robin's presence will put Mason in danger is soon validated when a strange black car begins showing up everywhere. The race to find out what Robin knows in time to protect Mason from whatever threats are coming becomes Olivia's only focus.

It's a scary thing to do -- trusting someone with the most special thing about you; the thing that defines you as a person: your name. There's no telling what comes after it when someone speaks. It could be positive, and it could also be negative. But sometimes you just have to take a chance and open yourself to every possibility. Whether that be telling someone your name, going on your first date, or even falling in love. [top 10 finalist for the best of me movie contest] [1499/1500 words] [short story #30, 10/03/14]

"Do you want a kiss?" I asked giving him an innocent smile. He gave me a toothy grin, making him look even hotter, if that was even possible. "Close your eyes." I told him soothingly. He shut his eyes and leaned forward, puckering his lips like a duck. I grabbed a chocolate kiss out of my purse and put it gently on my seat in the movie theater. Then, I shut my eyes, massaged my temples, and left the poor boy hanging. Actually, wait no, let me rephrase that sentence. I shut my eyes, massaged my temples and left the bad boy hanging. His eyes were still squeezed shut, lips puckered, waiting for the kiss. I mentally cackled my rich evil laugh, and exited the movie theater. -- Becca Monroe believes that no "bad boy" deserves the attention they get. Including the bad boy at her school. Alex Rider. So her friends put her up to a dangerous dare. All she has to do is to make the bad boy fall in love with her, using chocolate kisses. But wait. That's not all. Then break his heart. When Becca's twin sister Reagan has her heart broken by Alex, Becca decides she's had enough. Girls shoudn't have to put up with a boy like him. Alex breaks hearts all around the world. Agreeing to the dare, Becca tries to give Alex the treatment he's been giving to girls all around. The heartbreak treatment. This time, will it be Becca's heart broken, or Alex's? - contains a bit of swearing... no seriously, be warned - amazing cover by @stalkingfromabove

❝ if a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know? ❞

for #TAYGETSTHEGAY Ray gets the nay-from everyone. Standing at 6'1-and looking 6'0 due to his inexplicably horrible posture-lanky, awkward, shy, and gay Ray Wood ponders why every male has no interest in him. If he works up the courage to ask one out their only response is a swift overlook of his body, a dissatisfied lip curl and the tilting back of their head, and an "I've already got a boyfriend, sorry." His best friend Taylor is prepared to help him out. "The problem, Ray, is that you do not get the gay," she explained, pacing around the room as a military commander would while Ray sat on his bed, both his eyebrows raised up slightly and his hazel eyes holding both amusement and interest. "That's quite concerning seeing as you are gay-but we'll get to that later. The basic thing you need to understand is that your friend Tay gets the gay, which in turn will help you, Ray, get the lay, instead of the nay. Understand?" "Did you prepare those rhymes before you came here?" " . . . Maybe."

A body positivity movement, in which Belle Moore emphasises the beauty of our birthday suits.