a story in which a boy meets a girl who visits her long passed lover's grave everyday only to find out some horrific secrets about their relationship while hiding some of his own. [COMPLETED] @-franksoceans

Nyctophilia (n.) love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the dark - "We are the kids our parents warned us about."

love is such a fictional thing..

"I'll never meet him, I will never be able to touch him, I will never be able to breath the same air as him, and the worst part is that he doesn't even know I exist. I'm just a fan" highest ranking: #1 in fanfiction

SLIM © 2016 "I wonder what they'd think of me now." ●●● Contains sexual content, mature language, and alcohol. Maybe some fifty shades of grey shit, but not really. Book #1 **CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING**

"What's my name?" "Daddy."

in which bailey has suffered through sexual assault, soon being stuck in a position where she must move in to an apartment with ethan dolan. the boy every girl wants, but not her. [currently being heavily edited] highest rankings: 19/05/18 #1 in dolan #1 in dolantwins #1 in ethandolan #11 in fanfic #7 in fanfiction

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

The story was inspired by my 100-year-old farm house you see in the background where neighbors still say it's haunted. The letters in my thriller are actual letters from the man who stalked me. It's been twenty years plus. He remains anonymous to this day.

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]