Callie is a normal college freshman, perfectly content with being a nobody to the rest of the world. Billie is an international superstar, growing tired of the baggage that comes with being famous. When the two meet and Billie realizes Callie has no idea who she is, she decides not to tell her anything about her fame, feeling normal for the first time in a while. As their friendship blossoms, Billie finds herself growing curious, while Callie finds herself catching feelings.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

When Rocio's boyfriend invites his best friend on their trip to Ibiza, she thinks nothing of it--until his smoking hot body makes her think again. ***** The summer before her last year of university, Rocio plans a romantic, drama-free vacation to Ibiza with her boyfriend Axel. But nothing goes according to plan when their party of two becomes a party of six, and when Axel invites his best friend Levi--who Rocio has never met--on the trip. Because Levi is everything that Axel isn't: he's charming, flirtatious, and rocks a sexy Australian accent just as easily as a six pack. But as Rocio continues to deny their instant, irresistible connection, she can't help but wonder...what's the worst that could happen if she gave in to temptation? All she has to do is kiss Levi to find out . . . Content/Trigger Warning: contains references to sexual assault. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

{Green Day's ready to release their new album "American Idiot" to the world! And the three punks couldn't be more excited to release the tunes that they all worked so hard on! But tragedy strikes and Billie Joe gets into a car wreck and loses his memory. But of course, Tre Cool, his best-friend, was there by his side. Now, the two are just friends.. or are they?} (TRILLE FANFIC) DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY INCLUDES SMUT!!!

-Steven Patrick Morrissey. A teenager who's massively sad and has to not only go through his parents separating, but also trying to fit into his new high-school. It all seems fine until a boy catches his eye, but life can't get worse for him... right?- (NOTE: this story contains triggering subjects such as rape, homophobia, and abuse)

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Woodstock, 1994. 
Collin Grey doesn't belong in the fluorescent lit future that haunts her. A safe, quiet life that fits like someone else's jacket. The cookie cutter American dream. She doesn't quite belong in the chaos, either. So when her best friend drags her to a muddy music festival halfway across the country, she goes, not to rebel, just to breathe. She's not looking to be found. Especially not by Billie Joe Armstrong. He's the kind of alive that makes her nervous grinning through the wreckage, loud without apology. The lead singer of a band she barely listens to, the kind of person who sees right through people like her: the quiet ones. The scared ones. The ones who want more but don't know how to ask. When a rainstorm turns the festival into a swamp of music and chaos, Collin is forced to face everything she's been avoiding, herself included. But Billie? He's not just a distraction. He might be the reckoning. For all his noise, listens in a way no one else ever has. He doesn't try to fix her. He just sees her. It's not a love story. Not yet. But it's the start of something. Something messy & loud.
 Something real. [completed - fka castaway] [started 2015, rewrite x2] 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: This book contains strong language, alcohol and drug use, sexual content, mental health struggles, and references to suicide and suicidal thoughts. Reader discretion is advised. 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧: This story takes place in the '90s. While the timeline of tours, releases, and events may not be perfectly accurate, care was taken to keep it as close to reality as possible. 
All original characters and storylines are the intellectual property of the author. This excludes the real life figures of Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Dirnt, and Tré Cool, who are used here in a fictional context. I do not claim ownership of any music referenced. Plagiarism will not be tolerated. If you suspect

basiclly a horrible story written by me. about green day. mostly billie. my story sucks. okbye.

So you know how in all the movies and stuff something is wrong with the main character like they're a loner or their dad beat them, etc.? Well, nothing is wrong with me. I have all the friends I need and I don't have a disorder. My dad is fine to me as both my parents are alive, still married, and love me very much. I'm not really that talented with singing and crap like that, but who cares? So why would I be writing a book if I'm a normal 12 year old? Well, because it just so happens that the best band of all time's tour bus broke down in front of MY house. And the weird thing is...I hate it.