"Hey Princess" "Excuse me?" "No. You are not excused." "What? Wait, who are you?" "I am your Prince Charming." And just like that the phone call ended. --- A Dialogue Short Story --- In which 16 year old Cindy Bennet receives a call from the mysterious Prince Charming; someone whom she least expects to know in real life. But when Charming bombards her with memories she doesn't remember remembering, she realises that there's more to the phone boy than what meets the eye. --- Stunning cover by LittleYummyMuffin --- [Highest Rank #145 in Short Story]

A girl gets her phone stolen and she eventually has small conversations with the phone snatcher. Their small, annoying and pleasant conversations may or may not lead into something more, but let's hope it does *** Published in June of 2016, edited/rewritten in April of 2019.

"I can sense the smile." "I can feel the smile." "I can telepathically see the smile." "Shut up. I'm not smiling." "Then you're grinning?" "At the thought of your face flushing down my toilet." --- When two sixteen-year-olds, worlds apart as a result of their own personal dysfunctions, meet and fall in love via text messages. [Highest Rank #155 in Short Story]

When Oliver Thomas calls his best friend to tell him about the best lay of his life, he doesn't expect a girl to answer it. Much less the girl who was the best lay of his life. "Hel-" "Holy shit. Where the hell were you dude? I've been trying to call you since morning." "I-" "It doesn't bloody matter. Caleb, I, Oliver Thomas had the best fucking lay of my life last night." "Oliver?" "Uhh-" "I'm glad you think I was good." "Shit." _____________________________________________ HIGHEST RANKING #2 in Short Story #1 in Call #2 in the Dialogue Series • This story comes packed with a lot of innuendos, sarcastic girl remarks and a protagonists who seems absolutely delectable and probably tops the chart alongside Channing Tatum *you have been warned

in which a broken girl writes letters to get over the ache of her first heartbreak

There are some things we end up not sending.

"HEEEELLLLLOOOO!" "Um... Hi?" "Wow! You actually answered, so that means you aren't kissing anyone right?" "Um, I'm sorry but who's calling?" "I'm Midnight!" --- One socially awkward boy ends up talking to an overly-bubbly girl who only calls after midnight.

Hudson Ellis is good at his job. Somehow, he manages not to annoy people when he knocks at their doors and asks them to contribute to the charity he works for - instead, he gets them to sign up for sponsoring programmes and fish whatever spare change they have out of their pockets. Even the infamously tough residents of New York City are falling victim to Hudson's easy-going ways and wide smile; that is, until one woman renders him speechless with sarcastic refusals and slams her door in his face. Perhaps Hudson would be able to forget her - if it wasn't for the fact that she lives on the same floor of the next apartment over, and they both have floor-to-ceiling windows that allow for a rather generous view into each other's flats.

"This is Julio's pizzeria, what would you like to order?" "Hi, could I have a large pepperoni pizza with a double chocolate mocha delivered to 76 Maple Avenue?" "That will be 13.50. Anything else?" "Not really." "Your order will be ready in 20 minutes. Thank you for calling." "No problemo, love ya." "Love you too." "..." "..." "Did you just --" "Don't expect any discount on your pizza just because I expressed my undying love for you." // idea from tumblr \\ //and yes This is cliche\\

To: 226-3091 From: Daisy Ashes Who is this? To: Daisy Ashes From: 226-3091 Let's just say I'm a secret admirer! :) Highest ranking #53 in short story! Completed April 2017.