(In the process of being heavily edited! Chp 1-6 finished) His eyes sparkle wickedly, as he smirks down at me. "You obviously don't know who I am do you?" He really expects me to know who he is? I burst out laughing and roll my eyes, "Obviously you aren't important enough for me to know." His face is now dangerously close to mine and for a second I swear he is going to kiss me. Instead, his lips brush my ear, sending shock waves throughout my whole body. I don't think I can push him away even if I tried. His voice is low and husky in my ear, "My name is Marcus Declan, and I am powerful enough to buy you and every last thing you own."

...stays on the balcony the only separation between aimee and jace's balconies were the two parallel metal rods reaching just three feet tall, a rather ineffective barrier between the already short spaces. they could hear and see everything from their designated sides, so naturally it would be easy for the conversation to find itself going deeper than just a few snide comments.

"We're all looking for the same things in the end." She thinks people are mundane. He thinks people are fascinating. Somehow, they fall in love.

Alia Nazario is Mr. Henderson's secretary and she thinks she's, well... lucky. Her boss is a real gentleman. He's never chatted her up or made those crappy jokes she used to hear from previous superiors. Mr. Henderson never showed anything but kindness and respect towards Alia. Until he asked her to be his girlfriend for a holiday.

"Did you punch him in the face?" "No!" She laughed. "That's not the Lydia I know," Carter shook his head, staring up at the grey clouds with a reminiscent expression. "The Lydia I know punched me in the face the first time we interacted." "We were five." She deadpanned but felt a little enthralled that he remembered. "Yeah, so you should be able to hit harder now." Copyright ©️ Cover and graphics made by the one and only @Ashely_Mariex

Highest ranking #40 in short stories (Unedited) "I have hung up on you twice already. Don't you understand that I do not have time for you to complain about the fact that you have to clean your room Elizabeth?!" "I am not Elizabeth. I just called to ask you a question-" "Well I do not have the time to talk too you either." ---- When a boy calls the girl above and keeps calling.

Text messages between anonymous and Winter. [COMPLETED] #8 - 28/2/16 (short story) #14 - 22/2/16 (short story)

"Hello" "What?" "Umm is this the helpline?" "Helpline?" "Yeah is this it?" "Oh yeah, umm Good evening and you're calling this helpline I don't know why, what's the problem?" ***** ©Handwritting [book 1 of Speak series] Cover made by: Me Started: 04/05/16 Completed: 02/20/17 Highest Ranking: #60 in short story (October 19, 2018)

an unrequited love story based off one of Shakespeare's greatest works.