4,336 miles. The distance between London and Orlando. George has never been so aware of it until now, helplessly listening to the white noise coming from Dream's mic. Dread pools in his stomach as his fingers stumble over the phone's keyboard, searching for a contact he hasn't thought about in months. It seems to take ages for the call to connect, but eventually George hears the groggy "hello" he's been waiting for. He takes a deep breath. "I think there's something wrong with Dream."

"He's staring at you," my sister whispered, wide-eyed. Now that I realised, I could feel someone's eyes burning the back of my head and as I turned around to see what my sister was talking about and my jaw immediately dropped whilst a cold shiver ran up my spine at the sight of the school's dangerous, certified bad boy. I shrugged nervously and turned around to face my sister. "Maybe he's just looking at what I'm wearing." The outfit was pretty cute, hands down. "But he never stares at anyone. He has only given them a cold stare that lasts for at least two-seconds." Oh hell no.

Alessio, a selfish, cold hearted, bad boy you may end up having feelings for. How will he treat ya thru out the year? (I'm re-writing the story)

☆▪☆ "THE SUMMER OF 1984"

Katherine Carter, the wierdest person known to man, she finds being in a jail cell for the first time fun, a police officer considers dropping her at a mental hospital, why, because he thinks she's crazy, her friends think she's weird but, the truth is....... She's insane.

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"You're hurting me..." I whispered. But his grip only got tighter as the pain got even more crucial. "It's what you get for stopping the party yesterday," Liam said. "I needed to," I murmured under my breath in the hopes that he would hear the weakness in my voice and let me go. But at last, it was only hoped that made me think that way. He didn't let go; he wouldn't let go until he taught a firm lesson. No matter how many times I ask and plead for forgiveness, he is never going to go until he is satisfied. "Were you jealous that you weren't invited? Is that why you had to sabotage the whole thing, uh?" he bit his teeth, his voice getting angrier and his hold on me crushing. "Ow.. please...," I said tears rolling down my eyes. He didn't say anything this time just watched me cry, and I could basically see the smirk forming on his lips in slow motion. This is what he wanted for me as if it was never enough for him to see me like this. I waited for him to say something anything, but instead, he let me go aggressively and pushing past me hard, causing me to lose balance and fall to the marble floor. I looked up to see everyone watching me struggle to get up. No one came to help, and I didn't expect them to they watched and laughed and even filmed, but no one came to my rescue. - The fake smiles, laughter, friends I am getting sick of it all. I always felt like I didn't belong anywhere with him gone. It was even worse. It was pathetic that I thought it's okay I will get through this, but I am slipping away falling slowly. The only reason I am still holding on is for my family. But he hurts me, bullies me, breaks me in ways I can't even describe. He has become the worst nightmare, and I can't wake up from it. There is no helping me from his sick and twisted games. After all, he believes I was the reason for the death of his best friend. But I have to hold on only one more year till I don't have to see him anymore. I need to survive as an outcast...

The Dashwood brothers are three of the most charming boys anyone has ever met. After years away at boarding school, the boys are finally back in town and no one is as nervous as their childhood friend Clair Matthews. How will it feel to have the boys back? And what of Alek Dashwood's feelings? Are they still the same despite what they went through two years ago? "We were best friends, and the we were more... now we're back to the beginning." Originally published 2015 Edited 2019 Cover designed by @BeautyDoesntWither

in which a small blonde slams into the chest of a curly haired actor while out on a walk. - wyatt oleff x oc female

“I’m sick of my parents thinking I’m hopeless.” His voice shook. “I was a good kid, but then I changed. They’ve given up hope in me and...I didn’t want them to.” I rolled my lip in my mouth, fighting back tears. “This doesn’t make sense, huh?” Ansel switched subjects. His eyes met mine; those beautiful, amber eyes. “What I’m saying probably isn’t making sense, right?” I swallowed the knot in my throat. “It makes perfect sense.” I finally answered. --- Morgan Hayes finally gets assigned community service after wreaking so much havoc when her parents' divorced. While "doing her time", she meets an interesting guy whose definitely not like the others.