While cleaning out his room to leave for college, Kellin Quinn discovers a mysterious book which holds his whole life story. Past, present, and future. So what happens when Kellin discovers Vic Fuentes, fellow student, in his future? Many things. Many good and bad things to be exact.

"Fuck you!" I hissed as he held me back from punching him. For a split second his grip loosened, giving me the opportunity to slap him again - yet as soon as I tried to hit him, he swiftly pushed me backwards, causing my back to collide with the wall. Still struggling, I looked up to see his obsidian eyes piercing into my own before he quickly cupped my face and roughly pressed his lips against mine.' Sixteen year old Louise 'Lou" Whitlock was minding her own business when a sudden turn of events hurls her in debt with hot headed Zachary Caldwell, the twenty four year old owner of the well-known Ebony Records company. However, after their initial hatred for one another, it becomes clear there's something more than what meets the eye between them, smouldering beneath the surface. With a large age gap, various love interests and many other obstacles to overcome, will they manage to stay together?

Looks can be deceiving. Ally has a 4.7 G.P.A and is en route for an Ivy League. And, while dressed up in skirts and cardigans, she has the appearance of a model student. But, Ally is far from the angel she appears to be. Ally is secretly a member of a gang called the Players and behind her nerdiness, lies a girl who’s addicted to a good old-fashioned adrenaline rush. However with one mistake, her façade comes crashing down all around her. When she gets caught hot boxing with her best friend Caden and is arrested after a high-speed motorcycle chase, nothing will ever be the same again. Her parents disown her as she’s sent to Black Mountain, a mental institute for troubled teens. There she meets a host of people with colorful personalities, including one guy named Jack who drives her positively crazy with his lip ring, piercing green eyes, and domineering attitude. However, even there, Ally finds herself struggling to fit in with the crowd of violent, temperamental misfits that make up Black Mountain’s student body. Is Ally real all that bad when it comes down to it? Or has Ally simply been Playing Criminal?

A shit ton of drama and romance spreading across a few years of love, hate, friendship and trust featuring Vic Fuentes, Kellin Quinn and many other familiar faces.

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Vicious is not an ordinary teen. She believes herself to be one of the most weirdest and psychotic people in her home town. But in her thoughts and dreams, she sees this man.. Jeff the killer to be exact. Not long after, reports in the news paper identified a killing spree broke in her town. She wonders if it could possibly be Jeff. That is until one night she finds him... In her house... With a knife against her throat.

Summary: Frank and Paige have known each other practically their whole lives. They went to preschool together, spent weekends at each other's houses, and were always seen as brother and sister. They were as close as two friends could ever be. But no matter how close they were, there was one thing that Paige could never tell Frank; she was in love with him. "Even though he was my best friend and I felt like I could tell him anything, there would always be one thing about me that Frank would never know." I already have this posted on mychemicalromancefanfiction.com, but I figured I might as well post it here too.

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.