Adele knows she witnessed a murder - what she doesn't know is just how personal it is. ***** A girl was brutally murdered in the basement of a sorority house in spring 2011. Adele Theroux thinks she saw the killer - and the killer definitely saw her. What she doesn't know is why this all happened and who this guy is. As she tries to solve the mystery from a distance while in witness protection, the connections keep getting weirder and more personal. Might she be able to relate to the killer in a way that no one else can? And what does that mean about her own psyche? *2019 Watty Award for Mystery/Thriller* [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque

He speaks as if he knows everything, he trips over his own tongue like the intelligent person he is. The lingering taste of vodka and whiskey taint his sinful chapped lips. When he walks he stumbles, he smells like nicotine and he's cold. Ice resides in his veins and heart but not even the hell like flames of hatred and anger burning within his mind can freeze over. She's sweet like honeysuckle. She's warm and physically beautiful with her long brown hair and different colored gaze. When she smiles, the entire world stops to look and stare at her. Yet underlying her forced smile and physical perfection, dwells the monster that is her mental illness that she cannot control. Being beautiful doesn't hide it either, only mass doses of prescription pills do. In which an 18-year-old who believes he hasn't much to live for leaves his small sleepy town in hopes of finding his mother who abandoned him years ago. All the while a 17-year-old girl with severe Manic Depression tags along in hopes of being distracted from her illness and to also find peace of mind and happiness elsewhere. ** Inspired by music, specifically The 1975, Lana Del Rey, and others. ** Rough draft in desperate need of editing, plot holes, grammatical issues, etc. * not cliche but cliche it has it moments, but also so many plot twists so idk yeah. Mature Content. Read at your own will. Copyrighted ©

"Tate Moore is fucking psychotic." He stared at me blankly, like he hadn't just insulted himself. He snapped his gum, as my mouth hung open. Then something completely unexpected happened. He plucked the gum from his mouth and stuck it on my nose, thumb pressing it onto my skin until in stayed. I blinked in shock as he ducked forward and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was short and brief, and he pulled away with that same expressionless look. I could feel the cool air drying the gum on my sniffer as he said, "Now, Poppy Dawson is fucking crazy, too."

" we are an empire rising " • Leah's father always warned her of the gang, Wayside, how they were ruthless, how they would kill to get what the wanted, how everything had a price to them. He molded it into her brain until Wayside became a nightmare to her, something that hid in her closet and jumped out in the middle of the night. That was, until, secrets of the past and present were dug up on her own family, the Jackson's, and Leah has no choice but to run to Wayside for help. How will Leah survive fighting beside her own nightmare as she tries to bring her own family down? At the end of the day, will Leah be able to pull the trigger?

Nilly and Jacob hate each other but when Jacob shows up at Nilly's house on a stormy night can things change between them? read to find out...

When Clyde Parker, the wayward son and the rotten-apple of the Parker family-tree, storms his way back into Avery Fields, he sets out a flurry of butterfly effect in Dawn Marshal's life. **** For Clyde Parker, Dawn Marshal isn't just the overachieving wonder-child, she's the girl who pulls him out of the ocean of his blues and declutters the red-alert zone his heart is. She's the girl who saves him, not just from the harrowing ghosts of his past but from himself too. For as long as she can remember, Dawn Marshal has been coasting her way through life keeping trouble at bay. But on a Saturday night in September, it all changes. Trouble walks into her life clad in leather and a devilish smile. Trouble has blue eyes too. And now she doesn't know how to keep trouble at an arm's length when she's neck-deep into it. Perhaps, it would take a lot more than defying gravity to prevent from falling into the enigma Clyde Parker is. Copyright © Nafisa Islam, 2020. All rights reserved.

❝ Do you know what's harder than being alive, Willow? It's being alive when you're in love. ❞ ▬▬▬▬ For sixteen-year-old Willow Knight, her life has never been anything more than unextraordinary. So when a mysterious boy shows up at her doorstep one night, claiming that he's been kicked out, she has no idea what to expect. Cade Everett is unlike anyone she's ever met - gorgeous, well spoken, philosophizing and self-loathing. Willow tries to save this damaged boy, all while he pushes her out of her safe life, showing her what it's like to live, and not to just exist. ▬▬▬▬ ➳ Includes some mature themes that may not suitable for those with sensitive disposition. Updated sporadically. Rated 13 + [ 08.06.2016 novel by neces-sarah-ly ] highest ranking, #79 in Teen Fiction !!

Highest Rank In Teen Fiction #1 on 31/08/16. This is the first book of 'The Bad Boy and the Nerd' trilogy. /*****/*****/*****/*****/*****/*****/*****/ Ever heard of a Basketball Nerd? Well meet the main character Emily and understand all about it. Typical cliché drama comes alive and changes the life of two very different people in two very different ways. High school is high school. What happens when two very extreme people are brought together? That's for me to know and you to find out. But I can assure you that whatever happens, there will be a lot of drama and you will love it. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED©

goodbye, my love.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.