{ effervescence; n.: bubbles in a liquid } a whole world of blue and green above them as they spoke the things they never said which came out in bubbles and quickly disappeared in the water; up, up, up, while their lungs filled with water - up, down, floating - and they d r o w n e d | Teen Fiction Awards Winner i...
Mike disappeared on a clear day. I remember that, at least, though not much else. I was five years old. "Try," the policemen said to me. "Try harder. Remember."
In which Amelia learns the difference between what's love and what's not over the spirit of jingle bells. (previously called Christmas guns) //completed
When Franny learns why former popular boy Tyler fell from grace, she gets thrown head-first into his dangerous world but also closer to his timid heart. ***** Eighteen-year-old Tyler Madden used to have everything. He was captain of the football tea...
"Not just a flavour, but a way of life." When seventeen-year-old Flo Kennedy is forced to up sticks and trade her life in London for a sleepy seaside town on the south coast, she's anything but excited. Walden-on-Sea could win awards for being Britain's dullest town, and with a population consisting almost entirely o...
A story about Harry set in a post-apocalyptic world, trying to find his way back home.
ϟ "sometimes it's the aftershock that kills us." ϟ © 2013 by wreckedkids All rights reserved.
I hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace." I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion, but you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl.
When Louis start's losing weight, Harry starts reading his diary. Every night Louis write a new entry, and every morning Harry writes back. And as the world around them stay the same for the public eye, the boys get closer and closer through the notebook laying under Louis' pillow.
"I didn't mean to kill those people," Harry whispered, shaking his head lightly as he stared at his pale hands. The hands that were always stained with dark, putrid blood that smelled of rusting copper and bits of iron. It was like I could hear the screams of the men and women who begged for mercy before their eye...
“You have 16 days.” “Why only 16 days?” He questioned. “Because,” I pause and take a deep breath. “It took me 16 days to decide to kill myself.” Copyright © 2014 cliffocuddles All Rights Reserved -Alternate Universe-
In which Luke met a boy who always said maybe because he didn't want to tell people the ugly truth we call life. [COMPLETED]
[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorn...
While all I could see was darkness and sadness in the world, he showed me the light and happiness. And that unfortunately, is a debt I can never repay.
After years of being picked on and thrown around like rag dolls, Ashton Irwin and Edith George finally decide that enough is enough. They don't want to feel like pathetic waste's of space any longer. Their suffering needs to end and so does Luke Hemmings and his army of so called 'Popular's. © han 2014
their conversations are everything --- © 2014 neuroticc. all rights reserved.
"i never noticed how a bit of darkness could ruin me completely. but the worst part is, i don't mind." -- DISCLAIMER: smut, crude language and talk of disorder. read at your own risk.
Her first love was stolen from her. Beat up and left to die. His killer is still out there, and Elena Jordan feels as if she is the only one trying to find him. But soon enough a new detective is brought into the investigation, and he will stop at nothing to help her bring him to justice.
{book 4} - ❝ All women are the same. One day they say they love you, that they are gonna be with you forever; the next they meet someone else, someone who can be with them when they need it, someone who shares their world. And then they tell you “but we can still be friends.” Yeah, you know what I think of that? Fuck...
❝ You can't run from your past, but you can try. ❞ Carter Reed was the girl who ran. Harry Styles was the boy who followed. - Cover by OfficiallyHoran All Rights Reserved. © -
In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)
