At 00:00, Cinderella ran away from her prince, leaving a glass slipper on the marbled steps of the grand staircase. At 00:00, I ran away from him. Unlike Cinderella, I didn't leave a single thing behind. © sonderingly

Everything starts in class when a classmate asks Sarah, the 'Christian girl', why she loves Jesus so much. And with much courage Sarah decides to answer the question by giving her the multiple reasons why she's so in love with CHRIST.

There's a girl on Bridget's street that is always smiling. But she's dressed in rags, has ratty, tangled hair, and scraped up feet. People donate shoes to her every day. Why doesn't the barefoot girl ever wear them? And what's the secret to her happiness? Can Bridget learn what lasting happiness is from this mysterious girl? What will she learn about herself on the way? And will she ever be free from the one day of her past that haunts her the most? Cover made by @katerina_xx! Thanks for reading everyone! Complete! (And under editing. Nothing about the plot will change:)

Currently available in paper form on Amazon ! "Why do you do that? Why do you dress like that? Why can't you be like any other girl?" Elijah asked Rachel with curiosity, the girl who was now hugging her books protectively as she looked at her long grey dress she loved so much. "What?" Rachel asked, confused. She couldn't understand why Elijah Bornman, the boy who made everyone crave for his attention, was talking to her. "You heard me." He said, his cold blue eyes never leaving her warm chocolate ones. And with a deep breath, Rachel replied, her voice confident: "Because I am not ashamed of the Gospel."

DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE [Highest rank so far: #57 in humor] "Boys. I don't understand them. At all. One of the most mysterious, misunderstood, and misinterpreted creatures of the planet. All we know is that they have a thing called the pen- -nevermind because I don't want to say that word..." *** Boys are the subject of every conversation in the girl's locker room, in the chatty hallways, on the staircase, and now, the science classroom. Kill me if that's not the slightest bit annoying. When 17 year old chatter-box and science geek, Alana-Lila Dizon hurls her beloved science textbook at the most popular golden boy of the school, accidentally almost knocks out an amazing athlete, and schools the smartest guy in school, maintaining an A-average in all the sciences becomes the least of her problems. Wesley (Wes) Sylvano is not a bad boy. He's known to be sweet, kind, and is all smiles. Everyone just loves him. Nicholas (Nick) Gray is the definition of scary. All around athlete, muscular physique, and with both a threatening and good reputation. Apparently he's nice to people unless you piss him off. Vincent (no nickname) Reid is your typical smart guy. He thinks he knows everything and that he's a genius, all because his dad is the CEO of a tech company. The jerk also doubles as a badboy, as they say. What do these boys have in common? Nothing, except for the fact that they're boys. And Alana-Lila Dizon is going to find out, once and for all, the science behind boys and why they're the way they are. WARNING: Contains 3 wild monkeys that may cause you to pull out your hair. Contains a girl with too much bad luck for her own good. May cause obsessive shipping, and/or laughing. Note: This is not a cliché...I think...mostly (cover picture is not mine, but belongs to the respective owner.)

CHRISTIAN WITH A DASH OF ROMANCE. Is beauty a curse? Is it a curse when all everyone sees is the beautiful outside and not the wounded soul hiding inside? The world has never failed to remind Mia Taylor that she's as pretty as they come. Her appearance has been used to the benefit of others. It's no wonder she considers her beauty a flaw, an inconvenient thing that has chained her down. She swears never to do anything to draw more attention to herself but desperate circumstances force her to enter a career in modeling. And even as she lets herself be put on a pedestal, she continues to loathe that quality. But as Mia grows closer to God and good friends, she realizes her beauty isn't a thing to be hated and that she has a right to embrace not just her inner beauty, but her outer beauty.

❝for I am nothing but a statue watching you come and go.❞ she refuses to let go of him, he refuses to know of her existence

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

Alyssa Barnes must conquer her monsters or risk becoming one herself - but gang leader Daimon Kross might be a dangerous distraction. ***** Past traumas have taught Alyssa Barnes to not shy away from dangerous men and to show no fear, not even when she encounters the deadly biker gang leader, Daimon Kross. But the notorious Kross bikers may not be all they seem to be, and Alyssa might not be the only one with secrets to protect. Will the power struggle lead to bloodshed? In ways she never expected, Alyssa finds out that sometimes love doesn't just bite...it howls. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity, abuse, self-harm, and suicide that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Read Fatal Contingencies (Book 2, the Fatal Trilogy Series) here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/142024187-fatal-contingencies-book-2-the-fatal-trilogy Cover designed by Ren T

#1 Teen Fiction - 25.04.18 {Completed} "No one has ever spoken to me like that." "And why is that? Because you're the 'bad boy'?" "Exactly sweetheart. You'd be best to remember it." Ashley Anderson switched apartments four times before she found one that actually looked like it did on the website - no grubby shower, no busted sink and no 'DIY wardrobe' - the only problem was she wasn't expecting a roommate. Ashley Anderson and Mason Murphy both study at the local university, only thing is they are complete opposites; Ashley is a hard-working, non-drinker, non-smoker who is tidy and never home late, while Mason is the uni bad boy with a bad rep and a girl on either arm. How will they get on? First draft - Excuse any spelling errors or mistakes. [cover by: Imperfect_beautyy]