*COMPLETED* "I want to wear this on that day, I kill my nemesis. I want to put it on to hide and shadow my face. I want to reveal the strong woman I became from it. I want to see the shock on their faces when I raise it a bit upper from my face, to see I'm not more the weak girl they once knew. I want them to see the...
> A Mafia story that's more silly than serious. #2 in Chicklit 4/12/17 #7 in Humor 13/9/19 #8 in Romance ^ It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by pag...
"Hush, my beautiful girl. Everything is going to be okay. Trust me. Shh..." He whispered whilst wiping the tears from my face, trailing his finger down my cheek onto my neck. Soon my lungs gave out and I breathe in the chemicals. Suddenly, the world around me became blurry, and I felt the energy drain from my body...
HIGHEST RANKS | #240 in Teen Fiction | #3 in Francisco Lachowski | #1 in Weird Girl What would you do if the so called bad boy wouldn't leave you alone and tried to force you to eat bubblegum ice cream? Karella Carlo is - supposedly - a 'weird' girl; but she's proud to be. If you were to look at her she would be flash...
"Hey there beautiful, wanna go out sometime?" He asked with a slight smirk. "With you?" I asked in a sweet voice. "Sure thing baby girl" He replied. I faced him, slightly moving closer. "You know what I really want?" I asked in a seductive tone. "Mhm?" he asked, his eyes filled with lust. I slowly leaned forward, plac...
Raising my hand I slapped Reece across his extremely sexy face. Hard. Well at least that was what I was attempting to do. A strong hand grasped my wrist midair, preventing me from doing so. Without warning I was slammed back-first against the bathroom wall, shivers traveling through my body as Reece leaned in close...
Status: completed. His back was towards me, hunched over in defeat, I didn't want to bother him but I've been worrying all day and I needed to know if he was okay. I took hesitant steps towards him, the hardwood ramp creaked beneath my feet and I winced at each sound that emitted from it. But it didn't matter to me...
18-year-old November Adams has been through hell over the past 12 years. One night when she was 6 years old, she wasn't feeling well, so her mum and sister went out to get her medicine. That night her mum and sister died in a car accident. Ever since that day her father has been abusing her, blaming her for their de...