He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

She was a rainbow But he was color blind A story about how she helped him see colors again . °•°•°•°•°•°•° In which a girl gets locked out of her appartment and a boy next door helps her out . Little did she know she will also help him find the colors he once lost. A story where they both find what's missing in their life -love. #2 -short story 8/9/20

|FEATURED ON ROMANCE AND WATTPAD OFFICAL READING LIST| Seventeen-year-old Adelaide (Addy) Badmus has grown up with the colour of her skin being her sole identity in her racially biased small-town. Armed with her ambitious and carefully laid plans, she's mere months away from walking away and leaving behind the constraints Warshaw had imposed on her. But when a boy with eyes she wants to get lost in and a smile that never fails to call forth her own, threatens to upend her carefully laid plans, Adelaide is forced reconcile with the fact that the town she's been so eager to escape might have found the final clause to keep her home. romance: young love wattpad: community curator Copyright © 2020 by minnietheailen.

When she comes to school sick and sneezes on the notorious 'bad girl', Avery's attempts at being a wallflower backfire. *Disclaimer: This book was written and completed before the coronavirus pandemic. The author does not endorse sneezing on people. *

Cover by: @_ViciousCupcake_ with tweaks and a sticker added by @tinhovercarinice What if Cinderella never lost a shoe? What if she never met her prince at a ball or had a fairy godmother? What if she and and her prince were just two people trying to find a way in their messed up worlds? Stephanie Coleman has a secret. She has an amazing voice that can hit any note and hold it to perfection. But when her mom died, her dreams of becoming famous died too. Now she sings secretly for her best friend Amy, and only a select group of those close to her know her secret talent. But what if a certain famous pop star decided to enroll in her school and found out her secret accidentally? Collin Jacobs is a triple platinum selling pop sensation. However, behind all the glitter and gold of fame, he's miserable, and wants to find his way back to loving what he does and not being controlled by his recording studio. So when he finds out Stephanie's talent, he convinces her to help him on his journey. What if the girl who becomes his close friend finds her way much deeper in his heart? Read on for a twist on modern fairy tales in a Hollywood world where anything can happen! This is copyrighted, and any plagiarism will NOT be excused!! This is my first book, but do note that while it may seem cliche at first, it will reveal its true nature towards the end. So, read on for a true love story with adventure, mystery, and intrigue!

[Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction] Luna Prescott is a young special agent and Ace Crawford is the President's son. On one eventful day, she gets given the undercover mission to protect the Ace from the 'danger' in Westside High. Will her physical and mental abilities be enough to keep him safe, let alone survive the torture they call high school? *** We carried on walking through the amusement park until he pointed to a game, where you had to shoot down targets to win. "I bet I will beat you in that." He grabbed my hand and lead me to it. Little does he know. "What do I get when I win?" I laughed. "When? Pshhhh, I will get you a new motorcycle." I keep on forgetting how rich he is. "That means I don't need to catch rides with you anymore," I grin, "Game on, loser." He grabbed his water gun and shot at the cardboard targets and got down 15 out of 20 in the time he had. "Your turn, cupcake" Ace handed me the water gun. "Watch and learn, pretty boy." I grabbed the gun and aimed at the targets. After my two minute go, I shot down 20 out of 20. I turned to him with a smug expression and his mouth hung open. *** Luna Prescott is a 17 year old spy who has been working with the Agency for her whole life. Ever since her parents, former spies, had been found 'off the grid' on a mission when she was only 5, the agency took her and her brother in. She has ,since then, been training and going out to missions until her 17th birthday when she finds out what her most important mission of her life is. Ace Crawford, a 17 year old typical bad boy and he is the president's son. This brings him threats from people who hate his father and dangers that he needs help protecting himself from. [Started - 2/4/18] [Finished - 18/ 9/ 19] *** #51 Teen Fiction - 26/4/18 #45 Teen Fiction - 28/4/18 #42 Teen Fiction - 4/5/18 #37 Teen Fiction - 6/5/18 #5 Teen Fiction - 9/5/18 #3 Teen Fiction - 11/5/18 #1 Teen Fiction - 17/12/19 cover credits: @mara_cleia

I, Brittany Malene, have been dubbed the oh-so honorable title of the school's "Slut." With great power, comes great responsibility and I just have to say that a lot of legwork went into this achievement. Pun intended. Okay, so it's not exactly ideal, but I'm the queen of making the best out of a sticky situation. Again, pun intended. Anyway, I think that what a girl chooses to do with her body is entirely her choice. While I've definitely made some pretty questionable choices over the years, there is a bigger picture at hand. From trying to save a damaged bad boy who wasn't worth the side effects, to saving other girls from making the same mistake. Needless to say, the walls I've meticulously built around my heart are strong enough to make conservatives weak in the knees. So, my brother's best friend, Sam "Nice Guy" Jacobs, is the least of my worries. Or so I thought.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }