"H-hey.. You know..." Work brain, work. "What?" he hisses. "Um... I-I think I need my inhaler. It's in the bag," great, nice move. But my hope shatters into pieces when he rummages through my bag instead. "Where the heck did you put it," he asks, or maybe states as he isn't looking at me. "NO. Just give me my freakin' bag. Fast!" I try one last time. And lucky enough, he gives up. He brings the bag to me hastily. I redeem it, throw it back on the 'other side' along with myself. I run for my life. I hear whistles and of course, rainbow of curses, on the other side of the world. Well, I guess I'll just have to return to plan A. ~~~

❝Hey. I think I need some advice. I fucked up big time.❞ ❝What did you do?❞ ❝I asked a girl out on a date.❞ ❝How did you mess up then?❞ ❝I think I like her.❞ a story about a girl who gives love advice via text message and the boy who needs it. [ extended summary inside ; dialogue book ] gorgeous cover by @_grimm #1 in shortstory; 28th Jul. 2020 Warnings: mild swearing and some really cringe moments

" THIEF! " " TRASH! " " HANG HER! " All this for me ? Wow. How kind. "Please. Just give me a chance to explain. I'm 99.9% positive we could work it out." I yelled , backing up as the mob of people edged closer. " SNAP HER NECK SHERIFF! Okay... Maybe 98.99% . This is the 50's baby and these two star crossed lovers are stuck in it. Nova, the fast talking, sharp tongued African American girl finds herself for the first time, with no control. Thomas, the white, well meaning, living epitome of trouble makes a decision that lasts a lifetime. One choice changes everything. Two colors threaten to destroy it all. Is it love or is it just a shade of something less?

Some of the greatest things come in the smallest packages.

Hey guys this is a Morgan Adam fanfic. I know that she's straight but I'm going to make Morgan bisexual. Dakota is 21 years old. It's her first time in LA. The reason she just wants to forget her past and move on. She's fully gay and has an amazing job of being a photographer. Will she actually find love or get stabbed like old times? Will she get past her foes or friends that she trusted?

«I wanna do something stupid.» «Like what?» «Become a serpent.» ON HOLD ____________________°_________________ Betty Cooper was Riverdale's best northsider, she's never been to the southside, she had perfect grades, and she was dating the perfect boy, Archie Andrews. Until, that specific perfect boy decided to leave her, alone, in a booth at pops. Simply the reason being he didn't love her anymore. Betty decides to drink away her crying eyes and when she does, she decides to do something stupid. Become a serpent. _______________________°_________________ Started:- 16/8/2018 Finished:- ??/??/???? _______________________°_________________ Highest ranking:- 99th in Riverdale out of 6.5k stories.

1887, London: Percy Townsend doesn't want to be married and doesn't want to follow in his father's footsteps and take over as head of the family business. 2014, Denver: Callie Emerson just wants to make it through her senior year of high school alive. Neither of them are prepared for being introduced in the girl's restroom at the mall when Percy inexplicably finds himself in the twenty-first century, and Callie's not too eager to help him get back home.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction || Ever broken into Disney World at three in the morning? Ever pranked the police and almost gotten arrested for it? Ever played paintball at the park in nothing but your underwear? Maya hasn't. But she is about to... Dylan Thompson is the most popular guy in the school and is seeking revenge after Maya slapped him for being a 'pervert'. What would you do if you were Maya? Move to Mexico and change your name to Rico and then proceed to move into an apartment with a goat owner named Pablo, obviously. What does Maya do? She doesn't run, instead she kicks him where the sun don't shine and slaps him again. Time for revenge nerd. --- Cover by the best human @1Dgurlwrites WARNING: Contains mild language & may cause many eyes rolls, fangirl moments and tears. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18

Lira Towers is a the girl that lurks in the dark wherever she goes. No one knows the story behind her crystal blue eyes. The most you'll get out of her black clothed figure, is a whisper from the lips that are always sealed shut. Alex Black is the popular bad boy. He's an open book, and everyone knows what he's capable of. Everyone knows what he does, and everyone wants him. He plays games that can get you hung by your throat. Two completely different social ladders, two completely different personalities, two types of people, that will cause chaos when put together. During a mission, Lira's ambitious side causes her to shoot Alex, and that's when everything goes down hill. A game starts, a game that'll weave through the shadows of the school, the lingering lights of the night, and objects in plain sight. Apart from the red splatters of a human, and scars from silver triangles, there's the fact their feelings get in the way of everything else. ㅇㅇㅇ "I know it was you." He whispers close to me. To close for my safety. His lips were touching my jaw, and his nose was brushing my cheek. Those long dark eyelashes mesmerizing me as they cast small shadows onto his cheekbones. They were a closing gateway to his beautiful pale green eyes. His fingers start to glide up my arms sending shivers from his cold touch. I wanted more, my skin was itching to be touched like that again. Only by him. But he had a knife, and so did I. A/N: If you clicked on this book, thank you! I hope you give it a shot <3