When all was going right for Harry and Kim, everything went wrong... Book two

Raelia is a rare kind of race. An Ephean. A race that is suposed to be exctinct. Raelia tries to hide who she is but a certain someone sees through her and tries to show the world the biggest secret of all. Now it's up to her to save not only herself but the extinction of her race...

Hey guys! This is another random story I wrote in Literacy, but I like it so much that I want to share it with you! :) Enjoy! xx ~Flappy Bird

Capricious; adjective Given to sudden and unaccountable changes of mood or behaviour. ___________________________________________________________________________________ Everything was normal for the doe eyed Jupiter all before her fifteenth birthday, where her mother wished to sacrifice her to what most only thought was a crazy religion, but it turns out to be something much bigger. In this story we follow sixteen year old Jupiter as she realizes just what a turn her life went on that night and the dangers it is to actually be, what most would label, as "the chosen one". ____________________________________________________________________________________ Revamp of the infamous Knife.

[✓] (Drama Class sequel) ∥ What are the chances of meeting your former lover after two years? Not that small, in fact. But what if you have to share the same workplace as them? Copyright © 2013-2014 by funkystyles

I guess, opposites do attract.

She just wants to be a sport journalist. She is always interviewing the best players in our Uni and sometimes she ends up dating them, but they always break her sweet heart. I would never do that, but she would never interview me even less date me because I'm just a regular football player in the team. I'm not the best, but I want to be. I want her to notice me. This year I'll be the best one. This year she will notice me. {AU Fan Fiction}

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

″I'll be right beside you, nobody will break you.″

The name's Toby, Toby Quill and I dare you to ask what I do for a hobby, I double dare you. I am a mass Murderer to say the least, and what I do makes me happy. Some people just want to watch the world burn and I, I am one of them. Ask me do I like my hobby, do I like being a mass murderer. Go on do it, don't worry if you don't, because all your questions will be answered.