I look up to be meet with blazing, forest green eyes. Aiden. Holy fudgenuggets... I stared at him, attempting to calm my nerves from bubbling up. "What the fuck are you looking at psycho?" Everyone gasped and for a moment, he looked slightly taken back but quickly regained himself with a hard look. "Excuse me? You really don't know who you're talking to, princess." .... >_ < >_< >_< >_< >_< >_< >_< >_< >_< >_< DISCLAIMER IF YOU ARE ALLERGIC TO THE FOLLOWING, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK I REPEAT DO NOT READ... 1) Humor 2) Cliché-y stuff (Yes, I just made up a new word... Deal with it) 3) "Bad words"... What the hell are you doing on Wattpad then? 4) And last but not least... crappy writing skills :)) Other than that... ENJOY! P A N D A 💜

A book for us poor writers who want to write on different countries but can't get there. [#23 IN NON-FICTION]

A girl runs away to find herself. A boy runs away to find his brother A pair that find their way across a country.

Sage and Vera are both high-school seniors. Different schools, different worlds, but both managing to survive in New York City. The world is a lot less big when Sage and Vera realize they live in the same apartment building, but the real story begins when Sage bumps into Vera on the roof. It turns out that Sage is actually not too great at surviving in New York. Through daily conversations on the roof, Sage and Vera learn how to see life in different perspectives, battle against the obstacles in their lives, and find themselves in the most unlikely of ways. Best Rank : #65 in Short Story

He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling her name in the night? Why does her mother force big yellow pills down her throat, saying it's for the best? Why isn't she allowed in the basement? Who's in the basement? What's in the basement? Who is the little boy with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks, crying for his mother? Tick tock, Monique. The monsters are crawling up the basement. And they're coming for you.

C O M P L E T E D In which a Puerto Rican woman with a strong exterior (and a rather weak interior) learns that her past yields no power over her, and she can learn to love the man that she just wants to fuck. ~*~ Published: 12/09/2016 Cover: _salacious

Once bitten, twice shy. [#24 IN SHORT STORY]

Archer is Ivy's drug; he's overwhelming and addictive. But like any other drug, the effect it has slowly kills you. Until, there's nothing left.