Kahlan Anderson doesn't quite fit in. School is a bore, her friends are non-existent, and her uncle is on her back constantly about making better life choices. The only people she can rely on is her uncle and her cousin, Violet, and all she seems to do is disappoint them. Kahlan has never felt more alone. That is, until Blake Lahey stumbles into her life. He's handsome, persistent, and won't leave her alone. Kahlan can't understand why he wants to be her friend and is determined not to let him in, no matter how hard he tries. But there's a fire between them that she can't deny, a fire so fierce she can't stay away. The problem with fire is that you always end up scathed. Will Kahlan learn to trust again? Or will she watch everything she's worked hard for go up in flames? [ Currently rewriting ]

pills every colour of the rainbow; they keep the small broken boy from exploding, but he soon runs out of the cures to his shattered heart. and is left with only one more painless solution. {triggering, mentions of suicide and depressed thoughts} 116-123 - samaritans

#64 in Romance 08/02/18 #11 in Dark Romance 07/30/18 #18 in Dark Romance 07/20/18 #139 in Dark Romance 07/05/18 #30 in Dark Romance 07/12/18 Amelia: My mom used to tell me that I was her beautiful angel,she used to say no one could clip my wings, before she died she made me promise that I would continue to spread my wings and fly. But that all changed when the devil wanted me, he wanted my body, my innocence, and he got them but what he didn't own was my heart and soul. I was shattered like a glass you hear in a quite room, I had no hope left, I was just a living corpse. Until I met him... Sebastian: People call me ruthless, vicious, that I kill without mercy. I was sent to this earth to protect the innocent and my family. In the mafia world there is no love, there is only darkness. I didn't believe in love, I thought love only made you weak. Until I met her...

A girl with her heart on her sleeve and boy with a reputation of breaking them. A/N: I started writing with this when I was 13. I love it a lot because I used it as a platform to talk about issues that mean a lot to me and I feel don't get enough attention (especially as I got older and learnt more), but please keep that in mind!! Cover made by: (sorry i haven't gotten your name yet, but i will put it down once i get it!) WARNING: This book deals with issues like self-harm and mental health. HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in Teen Fiction COPYRIGHT ©2015

I anticipated every breath, and every word. Each day, you could only take an uneducated guess at what he would say. What he would do. My heart tremor as he leaned in. "I was wrong, sweetheart. I was so wrong," he whispered, the words tickling my ears. "Because with you, there are no doubts. Only love, so, so much love. And, I will spend every single day, every minute, and every fucking second proving that I deserve it." *** Kimberly Wrighton, the new girl who is desperate to make it through her senior year with as little issue as possible. The girl with a diary containing her insecurities, her secrets, and her true self. Kade Ryder, the typical popular guy who feeds off of fights, anger, and violence. The guy that gets whatever he wants, no matter who or what he has to destroy in order to get it. The bad boy that girls swoon over. The guy with a heart so cold, he would laugh in the face of someone's insecurities. This time, though, Kade had gone too far. What if the most rudest, arrogant, popular, and most beautiful man in your school took your diary? What if he read every thought, every bare emotion, and every word of it? What if, in the venture to get it back, you begin to see the real man behind the cold, hard exterior, the real you, and the real truth?

Lena's relationship with Tyler was a little toxic when they first started dating. Though it got significantly worse for a period of time as things went on. Just as Lena thought things were getting better though, she's hit by reality.

*disclaimer, I wrote this when I was 15* Psy•co•path

"Wait! You can see me?" He asks with wide eyes. I roll my eyes at his stupidity, is he high or something? "Of course I can see you, you idiot!" I say with annoyance lacing my tone. He looks at me with bewilderment at me as if I just grew another head. "How can you see me?" He says, with the same bewildered look in his eyes. I huff in irritation. "God, what type of shit have you been drinking, dude? Yes, I can see you, what's the big deal in that?" I say as I place my hands on my hips. "This can't be possible. You shouldn't be able to see me." He says as he shakes his head. "Why?" I say, completing this drunken game he's playing. "Because I am dead."

She lay on her bed, blood seeping through her skin, a fractured rib. She knew there would be no doctor, no way for anyone to find out. She knew she would not be saved. From the outside, Isabelle Thompson had the perfect family. A protective brother, a hard-working father and a nurturing mother. Everyone knew who they were, and everyone knew they wouldn't kill a fly. But they had a secret, and big fat juicy one too. Isabelle was always quiet. She never spoke, she always wore dark clothing, and she had no friends. It was easier that way. No one would find out, no one knew her. Until a bright sparkle of Adam Black came fluttering into her life. Always remember: 'Stay hidden, and remain unseen.' - (Trigger Warning) All rights reserved to Elyse-ri © 2017 Completed Happy reading :)

Just the normal life of a teenager girl secretly struggling with an eating disorder.