Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"Did he hurt you?" I shook my head under Seeley's massive palm. "Did he touch you?" I shook my head again, the nervous feeling in my stomach somehow disappearing. "Did you want him to kiss you?" These were all said through gritted teeth, but I could tell the last one was different than the other questions he had asked. I shook my head again, and Seeley dropped his head, shaking it softly. His head was at boob level for me, and I was scared his hair might brush against one of my girls. I stuck my tongue out after a few seconds, and his head snapped up, raising an eyebrow at me. "Did you just lick me?" He muttered, snatching his hand away from me. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I blinked up at him innocently as he rose back to his full height." Shoutout to @Laurellwrites for the amazing cover! Thank you! :)

DISCLAIMER: This story is completed, however it is unedited. I wrote this story when I was very young, and it is reflected in the work. If you are looking for the edited version of Love, Emma as seen on my Instagram or Facebook, this is NOT it. . . . . . . . . . . "E-Emma? It's okay y-you know. I-I'm used to i-i-it." "You shouldn't have to be, some people disgust me, the nerve of them." "I can't blame t-t-th-them, I m-mean l-l-l-look at m-me." He sounds so defeated, even though I can tell he's trying to hide it, so hurt and broken and utterly defeated. And that, to me, is absolutely heartbreaking. Whipping around, he bumps into me, clearly not expecting my abrupt stop. "I am looking at you, and you're beautiful Nathan Walker, beautiful." There's tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat the size of a basketball, and my eyes are burning, and my heart hurts but it's so fast, pounding a beat against my chest---because he should know. People like Nathan deserve to be told how unequivocally, unconditionally, completely beautiful they are. . . . . . . . . . . Emma Dawn is a sixteen year old girl in the big city of Toronto who befriends her school's social pariah, Nathan Walker. Outcast for his looks, Nathan's a very quiet, very gentle, giant, but everything's not that simple; the tough guy one might assume him to be is nothing like what he actually is, not with his stutter, continuous insecurities, and his social anxiety. While their friendship develops, both at school and at his families Italian-style Cafe, Emma slowly starts to tear down his walls, finding herself deeply caring for the boy she finds behind them---a boy so caught up in his life's worth of ridicule, he has no idea of how beautiful he is. Read on into the story of Emma and Nathan, where she helps him come to terms with his anxiety, breaks his insecurities, and every other social standard set to define something beautiful. . . . . . . . . . .

"You're my Angel." #1 in STUTTER #1 in HOT #1 in MENTAL HEALTH #1 in LONDON

First, it was her mom, then it was him. And he was no good for her. *** Elliot Wilds The name heard whispered in the school corridors. The name teenage girls gushed over. The name that made even boys hesitate. It was a name everyone knew. With cruel cobalt eyes, smooth-talking lips, and extraordinary style, he put even the bad boy reputation to shame. Elliot Wilds was cold, he was mean, he was malice. Nobody knew his past, not even the people who were his so-called friends, and nobody dared ask. Except her. Adrian Taylor's, the girl who slowly drove him mad. *** Not your typical bad boy love story and definitely not cliche!

~This beautiful cover was made by @runwalkd~ Charlene (Charlie) Sinclaire and Colin Harrison have been best friends since they could walk. They were always there for each other when the other needed it. But after her dad dies, Charlie is forced to move away from Colin without even saying goodbye. Charlie later finds out that she has been diagnosed with a disease called type 1 diabetes. After six years of being away, Charlie's mom finally allows her to move back and live with her sister as she finishes her senior year. She finds out that a lot of things have changed over the years, and by things we mean people. Her friends ignore her, including Colin. But when a school project forces Charlie and Colin to become partners they both learn what the other has been doing for the past six years and they fall back into the friendship they once had...kind of. *warning* : mature language ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ - Deals with disordered eating - Verbal abuse - Depression

"We all need someone, sometimes." ❖ Your mom decides to move in with her new partner, taking you and your younger brother with her. That's when you meet Jungkook for the first time. That's when you realize that you're screwed. Highest Ranking: #21 Fanfiction #6 btsjungkook #1 jungkookxreader

"You hurt me," A tear rolls down my cheek. "You hurt me a lot." My voice breaks once again and the pain, the aching pain in my chest, returns stronger than ever. He reaches forward and cups my cheek. I do what I know I shouldn't, I lean into his touch. But it's what I crave. Him. His hand against my skin. "I know baby, I know. And I'm so sorry about that." He wipes the tears off my face and I look at him once again. •••• Andie Mitchell, a grieving seventeen-year-old, moves towns after recently losing her mother. Then she meets a guy she hates instantly, Cole Jones. But somewhere along the way between his arrogance and flirty remarks, he's seems to be the only one to bring out the old side of Andie. The side she misses. The side that died along with her mother. They say opposites attract. Let's put that to the test. •••• NOTE: THIS IS EXTREMELY CLICHE

❝ Neena Eellante ❞ - The last two words written by a girl with ratty blonde hair and tear stained, blue eyes. Words scratched fiercely into the spine of a leather book that held the story of a now, dead girl. - | a spin off of the character Neena Eelante from the novel, "How To Punch Soren McKinin." Not needed to be read prior |

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD