"Natalie," he repeated, her name like velvet on his tongue. He seemed to like the sound of it because he repeated it again, his voice turning low. "Natalie." Leon Hughes was a mystery masked by bruised cheeks and bleeding knuckles. He was a wraith, a shadow on the walls - sometimes there, sometimes gone. Never set in...
|| Highest Rank - #40 in Teen Fiction (4-20-17) || [previously called The Bad Boys Nerd] [previously called Broken Love] {first story, so it's rough} Scarlet Rose was/is the goody two shoes of the school. Always on time, always on her best behavior, and always invisible. Shy is what she is on the inside but when you m...
"I will never be sold to such a filthy monster, your kind! " I spat. His voice was low, husky. " I don't think you have much of a choice." His lips travelled down my neck stopping just above my collar bone. "You can say whatever you want. " I breathed. Pushing him away from me, "But it wil...
"He was the type of person people would write sad poems about." HIGHEST RANKING #1 in Depression-awareness HIGHEST RANKING #1 in sadstuck HIGHEST RANKING #1 in creative writing
Forget about the Bad Boy and the Nerd. Forget about the Cheerleader and the Jock. This is about the Freak and the Black Cobras
Why wasn't I moving anymore? I'd gone still, muddled as what I should do. My eyes swept up off my body and on to the boy, catching a breath in my throat when he smirked in my direction, flicking two fingers two in the air. "Hi," I read his lips. Helplessly, I become entangled in his soft spoken greeting, taking the fi...
"Name" He barked still not bothering to even look at me. "Delilah" I whispered. Why am I whispering? I could feel the nervousness flooding over me like a wave. "Name" He stated again "Delilah" I said with more confidence "Delilah what? Did your parents not give you a last name or are you incapable of answeri...