Chloe doesn't want to be like this. Learning you're a werewolf and that you have a mate is one thing. But why do these things always happen at the worst possible times? Snippet: Her back was sore from the sleepless night. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying. It shouldn't have affected her. This was the third time she had been cheated on. But the sting of knowing her best friend slept with her boyfriend was too much for her. She looks back at her phone and sees the 7 missed calls all from Alice and 2 from Charles. This is the second version of this story... the first one sucked. If you read the first one your going to hate me, but I used a few of the old characters and renamed a couple others. This version will be told from the perspective of the girl instead of the guy. (I think its better that way.) Also the original story means nothing. This plot is entirely different.

When his daughter and son-in-law are brutally murdered, Master Zo vows to do anything to keep his grandson, Spark, safe. He teaches Spark how to fight, defend himself, and helps him increase his stamina, speed, and agility. When another child, Ace, falls from the sky, he joins in this regime and the two become brothers. They grow stronger together, locked away from the world in their remote cabin. But a meteor hits Earth infusing the boys with new abilities, just in time to save Earth from a race of aliens intent on destroying humanity. As the boys embark on their new journey, they meet three people with similar powers and the five become a team. While the brothers fight to save their planet, they have magical, but very different experiences along the way. One will find love and friendship, while the other falls into a trap of anger and power. Can their bond survive the war or will their years of training and friendship be for nothing?

This story is only available from the Prologue to Chapter three. But you can get the full book on Goodnovel. Sixteen years old spoilt brat, with weird quotes from her diary, Katherine Amelia Jones is being stripped off her position as the only child when her Dad remarries a woman with five children, who she develops this sudden hatred for. From being bullied to getting wanted and longed for, by her bully, her step brother. Things takes a sullen turn when she finally lets her guard down and gets involved in a proscriptive relationship with the eldest male of her step siblings. •Started: November 26th 2019• •Completed: August 19th 2020• © ekpikapere All rights reserved.

Oblique is an assemblage of proses and poems that embodies love in its every aspect, in its experiences, in its forms, in actions, and especially in words. A book that embodies how it feels to love, be loved, and to choose love. [published on a starry night of january 7, 2020]

Cheerful writings of the teenager from high school. 15-17

I'm not really a poet, I just write poems sometimes.

When Hale is given the opportunity to train a new lifeguard at the pool she's been working at, she doesn't realize how much of a hassle it'll be, or how cute the newcomer, Matthew will be. Meanwhile, Matthew's just looking for a summer job at the pool, but he doesn't expect the girl training to be such a know-it-all. Even so, there's something about her that makes him smile. What will happen, together, they embark on an adventure, before their lives change completely as they leave high school and end the last summer of their childhood?

Poems written by me for everyone. Comment idea for a mention. Number 546 in poetry. Number 395 in poetry. Number 961 in poetry. Number 862 in poetry. Number 455 in poetry. Number 485 in poetry. Number 508 in poetry. Number 279 in poetry. Number 411 in poetry. Number 247 in poetry. Number 427 in poetry. Number 543 in poetry. Number 593 in poetry. Number 295 in poetry Number 516 in poetry. Number 837 in poetry. Number 643 in poetry. Number 815 in poetry. Number 725 in poetry. Number 231 in poetry.

the only thing keeping her together was staples upon staples. ~ no one can fix me you can try but I'll always be broken stitch back the holes in my fabric tape over all of my rips nail my wood back into place superglue my shards back into one but at the end of the day I am and always will be the girl made of staples

people write about things that do not happen. they will romanticize this world in hopes of filling themselves up. they write like their words are food. but i have always written to empty myself completely. i will romanticize feeling nothing. june 1st 2018- august 16th 2018 thank you, @blushingbieber, for the wonderful cover! hr: #1 in poem 8.3.18 #1 in poetrycollection 8.15.18 #1 in poems 4.28.19