"She might not talk, but she can tell one hell of a story" Dia doesn't talk by choice, only a few people know why. She communicates by sign language and so her friends were left with no choice but to learn the language so they can understand her. She is never seen without her camera, always taking pictures of everything and anything. Her dog, Biscuit, always by her side. One day, Dia decides to accept her friend Tony Stark's invitation on staying at the Avengers Compound. There she meets everyone and they get to meet her colorful friends. "I can levitate for short periods of time" Dia signed, a small smile on her face, her eyes shining with humor. "It's called jumping" Clint spoke up. "You already have a name for it?"

"Why jump?" "Do you know what another word for 'autumn' is?" she asked. He stayed silent. "Fall."

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

One snowy night, one dead body, one alive, two hearts; and three fates to change forever.

Where a girl receives messages from an anonymous passerby who wants to show her the world. © tilmorning. 2013

A collection of reader insert ( x reader) imagines/one-shots/fics of the Avengers and a few other Marvel characters. FYI: The reader dies in a couple of them, and in my universe, Steve swears sometimes...so yes, language. As per usual, I own none of the characters, as much as I may wish to. Follow me on Tumblr @imagine-assembling-the-avengers Cover art by: @-impossiblegirl

(IPKKND AU) Some relationships are tied in extraordinary ways. They begin with conflict. They grow in hatred. They stumble, they fall, and yet they remain. The hatred grows as the relationship deepens. Until one day, even hatred itself is reluctant to grow, and only the bond remains. But it's a bond of hatred. And isn't it naive to have expectations from a relationship founded in hatred?

A collection of all my ficlets, oneshots, and other small works. I think it makes more sense to publish them as a 'book' than individually.

❝My Autumn, I think you should know that you're my first and only love. Don't you ever forget that. Love always, August❞ After a series of unfortunate events, August is admitted into a hospital. Once he realizes his stay will be longer than expected, he begins writing to Autumn, hoping that at least one person in the world will care. [Highest Rank: #35 in Short Story] [Watty Award Winner 2015 for JustWriteIt!]

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)