The Shy Boy and the Girl in the Green Dress A 'I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know' alternate universe story. What would have happened if Alex had been honest right from the start and Lexi never would have had a crush on him? What would have happened if Blake and Lexi had talked during Blake's first day of class. In this alternate universe, watch how one small decision changed completely the course of Blake and Lexi's relationship. (If you haven't read 'I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know' you can still read this, but you'll be missing some of the references.) (Cover drawing made by Kristina Webb. You can check out more of her awesome work here: https://instagram.com/colour_me_creative)

My love for you shall live forever, you, however did not. -Lemony Snicket Love brings pain. missing you series #1 Completed 9/11/15 Short Story #776 8/15/16

"You know, you aren't like most girls I have met." "Is that a good thing?" "It depends, are you obsessed with shopping?" "That involves walking... so no." "Dieting?" "Hah, that's funny." "Make up?" "I need motivation for that." "Heels?" "What have my feet ever done to you?!" After that, he laughs and claps his hands together, "Yes, that is a good thing." ~~~~~~~ He wanted freedom. She needed freedom. Luke Barrington and Ella Sanders. They thought their lives were bad, living up to a parents' expectation is way harder then it seems, especially when they are filthy rich and claim they only want what is best for you. Just think, one moment you are so busy hating on life, and the next, you are in a coma laying on the hospital bed, clinging onto hope that you will survive. Maybe it just took two cars and a curve in the road for them to see that life isn't so bad after all. Because what's the point of life if you aren't even living? ~~~~~~~ Book two in the T.B.B.B. (The Bad Boy Boxer) Series

Arielle Tesfaye's senior year immediately turns upside down the second she finds out about her switch to another swim team. Although the problem with this one particular swim team was not what she was expecting. What if this team was home to the 10 most popular, sexiest, charismatic, most talked about boys of Amphitrite High School?

The popular girl doesn't trust people. The bad boy is scared of motorcycles. They both have different reasons for faking their respective cliches. Someone's figured it out, but it's up to them to team up and figure each other out before it's too late. This is a short story told mainly through text messages and social media posts.

❝This is a why her, why not me story.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

❝She was my dream girl − but I knew eventually I had to wake up.❞ Sequel to, u n r e q u i t e d All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

This is an old version. I am slowly rewriting this. Please wait to read that one. It'll have some of the same chapter outlines but way better writing. It'll also have more characters and hopefully be more in depth as well as be longer and have a different ending. He thought he was a bad boy. She thought she was a psychopath. He was bad news. She was worse. He was angry at the world. She just wanted to have fun in it. When Ashila gets caught on the wrong side of the law again, her father has no other choice but to send her to the strict boarding school known as 'Prescott Boarding School a place for delinquents and troubled youth' she is downright pissed. However when she gets there she decides to have some fun. Her type of fun. When Rylan finds out the only other dorm in his hall is going to be taken he's intrigued. After all his hall is only for the 'Class A' dangerous students, as the teachers and guards put it anyway. However when she gets there and he finds out that she's a she he's kinda annoyed that they class her as a 'Class A +' which is more dangerous than him. _______________________________ A lot of colourful language and not the rainbow kind. started this when i was young so it's not the best. but i still put my heart into it so don't copy please i'm sick of it. Finished.

I stared at him intensely finding pleasure in watching him squirm uncomfortably. "Is it a crime?" I kept my face blank successfully hiding my amusement. "Y-yes," he stuttered shaking uncontrollably. "Well I guess that makes me a criminal," he visibly paled at my words. I stood up glancing back at him "Delete the video, forget everything that just happened. Forget that there was every a Noah Watson or that Bella Storm existed." I passed him a sly smirk "or else I'll just have to kill you, Xander" ....................................................................... "He's Bad news," "He's self centered," "Arrogant," " Cocky, " "And most importantly a major player," These were all the things Nera heard about Xander. Xander Knight the most popular and notorious boy at DeerField high. Or in her words 'the walking STD' ....................................................................... "So we lie.......we dance around the truth....as if it were broken glass trying our best to avoid stepping on a shard and getting...hurt. We fail to realize that lies don't break people usually the truth does." Denera Queen. A friendly outgoing person loved and adore by everyone. A little ray of sunshine. Right? Wrong. In fact she was the exact opposite. When push come to shove she is forced to move back to her home town and live life normally. This however is not possible with her acid tongue and headstrong determination to wipe out anyone who stands in way which leads her with a kaleidoscope of problems. ....................................................................... "Every king needs a queen." "Well I can assure you that I'm no king" Xander growled "Well I guess you'll just have to be my knight in shining armor" ....................................................................... What happens when a blood thirsty serial killer falls in love. Not your average story huh?

"I should've built a home with a fountain for us, the moment that she told me that she was in love." - The Water Fountain, Alec Benjamin (Synopsis inside) Copyright © 2017 Millie Morgan. All Rights Reserved.