"No?" Rarilee repeated, confusion dripping from the word. "No, because boys never understand. They just don't have the knowledge or devotion to help you in any way, especially in your situation." Aspiring chef artist and sixteen year old Rarilee Blaze Tolonez was the old-schooled daughter of a compassionate mother and a hardworking father. She stood on her own two feet, and with the help of her melodramatic lawyer-to-be best friend, her life resembled a comfortable normality. This is, of course, before the heavens decide to strike their most dangerous, powerful source directly onto her innocence, almost taking the life out of her. Normality takes a sharp turn into insanity. No matter how many times the doctors and nurses reiterate that she is in good condition, Rarilee cannot ignore the uneasiness in her gut and the severe pain in her scarred temples. She cannot seem to trust her own conscience either, and the screaming voices shadowing her do nothing but intensify the conflicting burden. But what Rarilee does not seem to understand is that there is only one person in the entire human race that can save her from the extremes. The only one that can cure her from the confusion and the pain. And that was him. #984 in Mystery / Thriller Firestorm © whattafangurl 2015 All rights reserved.

"Layla, Sophie Wake up!!" Mum yelled quietly. "Why?" We whined. "I will tell you after get up and get dressed, I have already packed your bags" she goes to rush out the door but stops at the door "I LOVE YOU BOTH" then she rushed out of our room. We looked at each other confused but we decided to get ready. "What do you think mum woke us up for?" Layla asked, puzzled. "I don't know but she sounded worried and sad" I said, hoping that it wasn't anything bad but I had a feeling something terrible was going to happen. Then about 3 minutes later we heard a scream...it was mum. We rushed out of our room and what we saw shocked us...

"I am made up of nothing but deceits and untruthfulness." I never exactly knew what my father meant by The Opposite. It was a two-word phrase that he would consistently use as a form of correlation to assist me in the struggles I had thought of to be disastrous and world-ending, such as popular trends and the secrets of adolescence. Maybe he had wanted me to naturally isolate myself from the overrated crowds of popularity, or maybe he had wanted me to be cautious with who I befriended and trusted wholeheartedly, which had resulted into me establishing a sibling-like relationship with Marcus Green and Ned Morgans. Maybe he had wanted me to constantly and explicitly empty out my stomach contents, or maybe he had wanted me to loathe every flaw visible to the naked eye on my physical appearance.... Because that is specifically what I have become over the past three years. #741 in Teen Fiction The Opposite © whattafangurl 2015 All rights reserved.

In a world ravaged by the dead, will Mel and friends, old and new, be able to survive the constant struggles of living in the apocalypse. Warning: contains swearing and some gore

When Layla Ghety is reaped at the 100th annual Hunger Games, the quarter quell is that all the women reaped must be pregnant! Will she and her boyfriend Jake be able to survive?