Noel Evans has had her heart broken every New Year's Eve. When her friends drag her to a New Year's party, she's not expecting much. The countdown begins, and time is running out. And then Jack Bennett showed up, and New Year's was more hopeful than it had ever been before. (extended summary inside) © Sadie Marsh, 2015

Unknown Number: I buried the body. What now? Me: Umm...what? Unknown Number: Ah shit. Sorry, wrong number! Could you like...delete that message? Me: Will the police be able to track it back to me if i don't? Unknown Number: ...yes. Me: Ok. Deleted. Bye. [Completed] Cover by @daisybrowser

They fell in love when they were young, in a city that never felt like home, at a time in their lives when they both knew nothing could be serious. But five years later, they met again, this time not on the side of the road, but on a rooftop.

Can you fall for a man you've never met? Head nurse Helen has a secret. Every day for the past six months, she's been falling ever so slightly in love with a stranger. She knows that he catches the 7:02 train to London with her. She knows he has gorgeous green eyes. And she knows it's not an accident that their eyes meet so often across the crowded train aisle. She just doesn't know his name… But one morning, Helen's world collides with her perfect stranger and her life is turned upside-down. Aiden Danaher is even more irresistible once they start talking, and as for when they start kissing…Helen simply doesn't want to stop! But surely you can't fall in love with someone you've only just met?

❝hey, sweet cheeks❞ ❝do i know you?❞ ❝damn, i'm offended after all we have been through❞ ❝wrong number?❞ ❝try stolen number, babe❞ in which a boy steals a girl's number from his friends phone. ________________________________ highest ranking: #eleven in short story lowercase intended

Sour. Was the first thing that was on Isobel's mind the first time she saw, or rather noticed Trevor. Sweet. There was something about Isobel that made Trevor's heart fluttered at the first glance. Maybe it was the light on her eyes that danced, maybe it was the kind smile, maybe it was her sweet voice. -Or maybe it was from the fact that she was nothing like him. She was sweet. He was sour. -And this is the recipe of sour sweetness, of how sweet and sour came together.

A girl admiring a boy. Simple.

This story is about a guy who hears a beautiful voice and wants to find out who, in his school, it belongs to. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #4 IN COMPLETE #13 IN HUMANITY

she loved reading books. he loved watching her read. cover by @gnarly- #09 in Short Story 07/06/16 Copyright © 2015 by Greywritinghood All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to Greywritinghood.