{completed - UNDER EDITING} ❝It's sad that many people won't get to realise this❞ She was going unnoticed, quite happily, until Cedric Diggory stormed into her life with a charming smile and a slip of parchment for the Goblet of Fire. They're only dragons, right?

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

alright, students. your final project is due a month from today. i'd like you to take a picture of the most beautiful thing you can find.

It all started out for Derek Hale when he was at the age of seven, entering his second grade class for the first time. To say he was excited was an understatement. He was straight up pumped. The cheerful boy was always in the mood for an adventure, spreading his warm attitude and positive outlook with everyone he met. Even then he was the popular kid - and he was only in the second grade. Then there was the young Elizabeth Ingle. Elizabeth - more commonly referred to as Effy - also at the age of seven, dreaded the thought of leaving for school. Especially the first day, when her fun summer vacation ended and she would have to fall back into the routine of getting up early and facing the world when all she wanted to do was sleep. And she let everyone know she was in a bad mood when she had one. And, truthfully, that was every day. Both entering Mrs. Jones' class, both with totally different attitudes and personalities. They were as different as night and day. Happy versus angry. Positive versus negative. Popular versus... not. So naturally, when Mrs. Jones decided they should sit next to each other, the two didn't even get two words in before they concluded that they hated each other and always would hate each other, as long as they both should live. But then again, opposites attract, right? cover by @voidmxklson !!

in which a boy and a girl meet in the hospital, where they feel farthest from home. but they soon find home in each other.

I've always been a different kind of girl. That girl whose best friends were books but never kids her age, and who was too smart for her own sake but who would never let some step on her. My father is a dreamer, someone who aims too high and I love him very dearly, but sometimes he gets himself in problems... and drags me along the way. I lost my mother when I was barely a teenager but she taught me many things. She always called me her little beauty, saying I was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, telling me how much I reminded her of that princess in The Beauty and The Beast. Her favourite fairy tale yet my least favourite one. I never thought I was going to have to deal with a beast, a total jerk for my father's sake. Karma got me because here I am, in the middle of a pretty similar situation to my least favourite fairy tale. But I'm not only the beauty to this beast, I'm more than that. I'm brave, I'm bold... I'm Belle. -:-:- BOOK #3 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Amaryllis, it symbolises "pride."

"There was a boy that sat in the back of my last period class, I thought he was beautiful."

He could've opened it right then and there, making the whole process move quicker, but he slipped it into his jacket pocket, bringing his eyes back up to a normal level, moving forward. The paper was now his, it was no longer in a confused state of lost as well as found. It was simply found. Found by a boy who was blind to the hate in the world. Blind to love. A boy blind to loss.

"I'm Luke." "I know." "I'm Brooke," she smiled. I looked at her as if she was the best thing in the world. "I know," I smiled back. © 2014, vanillacid || All Rights Reserved. cover by me highest ranking: #36 in fanfiction

I was named after the little mermaid, thought to be strong and brave. A name worthy of a princess, my mum used to say. But I didn't trade my voice for the handsome prince; I just never had it. I've always been the shy youngest sister, too afraid to raise her voice and make herself heard. I don't have the tail and I don't have the personality. I can sing, but no one ever hears me. I guess I only I have the red hair although it's not even naturally red. So how can I be part of his world when I can't even tell him my name? I better never meet the handsome prince, it'd be doomed to fail. So no, I'm not like the little mermaid, I'm just little shy Ariel. -:-:-:- BOOK #2 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daisy, it symbolises "Innocence, loyal love, simplicity."