120 minutes, c'est 4 adolescents qui vivent le matin de 4 façons différentes. 30 minutes chacun, 30 minutes pour partir, 30 minutes pour rêver, 30 minutes pour dire adieu à la vie ? 120 minutes c'est aussi un mélange entre lecture et musique... « Short stories should be read in one sitting » - Edgar Allan Poe Gagnante Watty Awards 2014 dans la catégorie International Community Merci à @HannersBooks pour la réédition de la couverture! :) I translated the story in english the title of the translation is 120 minutes [English version] ! © Léa C. ❀ timetoliveandlaugh❀ 2014

(2014 WATTY AWARD WINNER) She doesn't believe in cliches, but on a road trip through the beautiful Italian countryside with an extremely hot British guy, who wouldn't start believing in them? Rankings: Short Story #2 Note: The entire book is available for purchase on Amazon http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1680306774/ref=mp_s_a_1_1_twi_pap_2?qid=1450925049&sr=1-1&keywords=Nylla+camphry

Love is a messy kind of art.

She told him not to do it but he took his life anyway. Told in free-verse poetry with sparse limerick/rhyming qualities, you don't know their names, but you'll forever remember their story. #Wattys2014

[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |

One day, Morgana decides to pick up a pen and write a series of letters addressed to those she loves and hates. In these letters, she reveals her deepest fears and darkest secrets, in these letters she tells of the only boy she's ever loved and in these letters she realises that nothing is ever as it seems, and after these letters, nothing will ever be the same again. (used to be named Thirty Letters) (Inspired by the 30 Day Letter Challenge)

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

Conner Rogers: Hot, athletic, and popular, with an ego the size of the Empire State Building. Selena Rider: Clumsy, uncoordinated-and-most-definitely-not-athletic, and sarcastic, with an unfortunate affinity for making self destructive life decisions. Against all odds, Selena and Conner have remained best friends longer than either can even recall, joined at the hip and constantly searching for adventure. Or trouble. Or both. Until puberty kicks in, and BAM!, they go from being best friends for life, to best friends with benefits. No one else knows, for now anyways, and keeping it that way will prove more of a challenge than expected. The two will have to deal with the fact, that the things they want, are sometimes the things that they never expected to want. There's a test of devotion and friendship approaching them, and no one is certain that they will make it out with their hearts in one piece. After all, best friends are forever. Right? UNDER MASSIVE CONSTRUCTION! So if things aren't making any sense, it's because I've been going back and editing everything XD

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper