Nieznany: Jesteś cholernie seksowna. Ja: Chyba mnie z kimś mylisz. Nieznany: Nie ma takiej możliwości, Ally ☺ Ja: Czy ja Cię znam? Nieznany: Spotykasz mnie codziennie, ale mnie nie zauważasz :( Ja: Powiedź, kim jesteś? Nieznany: Twoim przyszłym chłopakiem ♥ Ja: Nie ma mowy! Nieznany: Też Cię kocham ♥ _________________...
Abby i Harry są najlepszymi przyjaciółmi, jednak od dawna czują do siebie coś więcej. Oboje mają złe wspomnienia ze swoich dawnych związków i boją się kolejnych. Zamiast wyznać sobie swoje uczucia wolą chodzić na imprezy i robić rzeczy, których nie robią normalni przyjaciele.
Czy nienawiść może zamienić się w coś więcej? Jak gruba linia dzieli te dwa uczucia?
Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
- Dlaczego to robisz?! - krzyknęłam. Łzy spływały po moich policzkach i z głuchym hukiem uderzały o ciemne płytki w kuchni. - Dlaczego mnie ignorujesz?! - pociągnęłam końcówki swoich włosów, zbyt wiele dla niego poświęciłam, żeby tak nagle zapomnieć. - Jo. Ja zniknę. Zapomnisz o mnie i przestanie boleć. Przestane w k...
Preston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza
-“Don’t you fucking start Jamie” he growls and I’m shocked at his violent approaches. He starts pacing back and forth, every so often balling his fists up until they turn pale. “You left me! You fucking left me when you promised you wouldn’t!” he begins to shout. “I…” “Do you even know what happened that night Jamie...
'' On jest sławny, a ja jestem dziewczyną z kraju, o którym nie słyszał. Twitter? Zawsze piszę posty na Twitterze. Yeah.. '' Zgoda na tłumaczenie została otrzymana.
'Hey girl, open your walls, play with your dolls, we will be a perfect family' •napisałam to jak miałam 13 lat, pozdro
Stolen pudding cups, flirty police officers, a bag full of weed and a trip to Vegas make for one hell of a bet. [In the process of being edited, some major changes will be made. Please note that I am not British and some things might not be right in regards to language and terms. As I edit I will try to fix them but p...
"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: ari...
and it started with her getting the wrong number [top rankings: #28 in short story, #80 in fan-fiction] © circumstance
Nowa szkoła, nowi znajomi, now miłość. Nowe życie. Ale czy aby na pewno nowe oznacza lepsze ? Jak dużo figli potrafi spłatać los w ciągu tak krótkiego czasu? Jak szybko się poddasz gdy twoje życie obraca się o 180 stopni każdego dnia ? Zapraszam ;3
A short story about a 19 year old girl who gets obsessed with the idea of finding something, when really, it's right in front of her face.
"@CharJones: Distance is relative to the time that it takes to get on a plane or make a mistake" The third and final installment of the Friends Trilogy. Lola started off sure of herself and her path in life only to have it all crumbling down when she fell in love. 'Friends' saw Lola struggle with her realisation tha...
✓ {needs editing. my apologies} "Don't fall in love with me... I'm too damaged for you" This is no kind of fairytale. She was just too troubled to even look like a princess. Her past changed her completely, and since then, she's been living in her own world, trying to ignore everyone's opinion about how she should li...
Malory White is a young 20 year old girl who just finished college and started her own independent life.Who knew that it would be so hard? She lives in a small apartment and have a little money left from the money she got from her parents. Since she finished college she started to look for a good job.When she finally...
"Jesus! What are you doing" I yelled. "Most people call me Harry, but Jesus is ok too" he smirked. I clutched my iPod to my chest. Still trying to calm myself. Before I had the chance warm lips were crashed to mine... Highest Ranking before being rated mature...#2 in FanFiction!!!
I am not defined by my disorders or flaws, but how I have survived and conquered.
Kiedy twoje życie przebiega stałym, niczym niezakłóconym rytmem, nie zastanawiasz się nad jutrem. Żyjesz chwilą, cieszysz się wolnością. Kiedy twoje życie z góry skazane jest na szybki finał, chcesz jego ostatnie momenty przeżyć jak najlepiej. Chcesz skorzystać z tego, co Ci pozostało. Nie myślisz nad konsekwencjami...
*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.
He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.
She thought she knew what pain was, until she met Harry. *This story is in the process of being edited. Please excuse all typos and grammar mistakes. Thank you!* Copyright © 2014 All Rights Reserved
He was destined to be evil; it was in his blood. He was destined to kill; it was in his blood. But destiny takes a turn when he does the unexpected, unacceptable, and downright insane thing no other creature of his species has dared to do... He falls in love. [Highest Ranking: #15 in Paranormal] -Please note that thi...
Have you ever met someone that took your breath away? The very sight of them was beautiful, and you just couldn't stand to be a second away from them? They were so far out of your league, but you just couldn't keep away? You wanted to do everything to please them and let them know they mean so much to you? T...
I never imagined I'd be lying here, in this cold hard bed, waiting to die with so many regrets. I'm so selfish; I did this to help him, not me, and yet here I am wishing I could take it all back. Wishing that, just for a moment, I could be happy again. The kind of happy that he made me. He's the only one who can fix w...
What would you do if the guy you were going to marry ran away during the day of your wedding? You'd run after him and kill him, right? But I didn't. Instead, I sulked around and blamed myself. And now that he's back, I did the only thing I thought was right. I pretended that I had amnesia and pretended that I forgot h...
