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The Voicemail (Me and Mrs. Jones Sequel) by RainaWrites
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Seven years is a long time. That’s 84 months to be exact. That’s 2,556 days since Evanlyn Jones left Danny O’Donoghue in the abandoned streets of Dublin. That’s 61,360 hours since she shattered his fragile heart. That’s 3,681,644 minutes since he managed to glue the pieces back together. That’s an infinite amount of moments for Danny to finally get over Mrs. Jones. That is...until that 3,681,645th minute when he missed a call. That one, particular moment in time when Evanlyn Jones managed to worm her way back into his life. And it was all because of one voicemail. (If you haven't read Me and Mrs. Jones already I suggest you do! Thank you:) )
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Be My Hero by lexrekx
lexrekx
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Hero Green received her letter to Hogwarts when she turned 16. She has no idea why it was sent to her so late or why she even got a letter at all, considering her entire family is made up of muggles. Well, her foster family. Hero has no idea who her biological parents are. All she does know is nothing will stop her from being the best witch she can possibly be. Draco Malfoy isn't used to people talking back. So when the new girl finds a way under his skin he doesn't know how to feel. A Draco Malfoy love story.
The Girl in the Hoodie by SarcasticallyWitty
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{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }