A/N: This is an unedited, significantly different version of the soon to be published novel by losangelesque aka L. Akhter. This draft was written when I was 15-18 years old and I highly encourage new readers to read the published version instead. Former high school football star Frank Novak meets profound and depressed loner Lolita Abri - and falls headfirst into love. Throughout the course of one school year, they unravel each other and their sadness, setting apart their differences and realizing that sometimes love isn't enough - and sometimes it just might be. [FIRST DRAFT] Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXTbhopy9ts © All Rights Reserved. Teen Fic #7 A Wattpad Featured story

❝A boy and a girl, feathers and flames. A tragic love story, and a life that came to an end❞ ➳ The body dies but the soul survives; Punished by the gods, Icarus is cursed and doomed to centuries of pain. Reborn every eighteen years, He is bound to fall in pure love with an innocent soul and cause her death. Consumed by flames and born again from the ashes, the ruthless cycle will continue until the end of the days... But this time, a force has been set up by The Guardians to break the rusted chains which bind Icarus. With the sole mission of protecting humans, The Guardians have taken it upon themselves to protect Icarus's love from the peril that awaits her. Cassie, a strong guardian apprentice, is chosen by "The Twelve", the kings and queens Guardians, to take Icarus' mission and save the person who will fall in love with him. What happens when Cassie discovers her growing feelings for Icarus? Between the games of power, lust and magic, will Cassie be able to see the difference between reality and myths? There is no time to think, as there is something... someone with a pinch of darkness in his blood that has other plans for them. ➳ #226 in Romance cover by @_grimm

One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

In tomorrow's society, being pretty is all that matters. The right hair, the best clothes, the ideal height and shape; perfection is not only attainable, but mandated. Girls who can't conform to the high standards of perfection set by the already perfect men are knocked back into line with threats of being sent to Halewood, from which no one ever returns. Though she's walking on thin ice with her flawless mother, Clarissa manages to keep on her good side, that is, until the day her mother catches Clarissa's eyes bleeding. With her world crumbling around her, Clarissa is about to find the ugly face beneath the pretty façade. Copyright protected (c) 2014-2015 Cover made by @invented_

The year was 2066, and all physical contact has been outlawed. There is a rebellion brewing in the south of the country. My name is Pacey Hollis Dunsen. The United States will never be the same. [cover by valuables]

Amity always wanted the perfect life with the perfect mate to sweep her off her feet, and carry her off, so they could have the perfect children. Her dream doesn't exactly work out when she discovers her mate is the cruelest Alpha in all of North America. How will poor innocent Amity learn to love the coldest Alpha, and how will her mate learn to love? Especially when another werewolf wants Amity all to himself... cover made by @weeknder HIGHEST RANKING: fantasy ~ #179, werewolf ~ #333 [completed and in need of major editing]

"Fear doesn't shut you down, it wakes you up."

She, trapped in an abusive relationship. He, desperate to save her. She, blinded by a sick kind of love. He, dying to take her away from all the pain. She, who's got to believe she deserves that life. He, who only wants her to be happy.

There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

It's an endless search for something that even the sharpest eyes cannot see. [Beautiful cover made by rigor_samsa.]