Never was there a girl so innocent, so good. So clueless to how this world works. She fell hard and fast for the boy in the rain. Never was there a love so pure, so perfect, so right. They were living the perfect fairy tale, if only she could see. But that poor girl was only dreaming the perfect dream, for fairy tales are never real. Maggie Harris is ready for a boring summer with her friends. But when you throw the new kid, Evan Mathews, an overprotective older brother, and a series of unsuspected storms into the mix- Maggie's summer will be anything but boring. But one thing is for sure: Anything can happen when it rains in Ocala. Buy the paperback edition on Lulu! http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/writerbug44

❝And I never thought it would be true that one day I'd have to live without you.❞ A simple story to make you feel but most of all make you think. In which a boy learns to cope with such a great loss. Love and cherish the ones that you have. ©2014polisson

It's been 14 years since I last spoke a single word. 14 years of silence. The doctors told me I would never speak again. But even if I could speak Harry Styles would have rendered me speechless.

i can feel the hurt. there's something good about it. mostly it makes me stop remembering. niall horan au

Someone has been watching Wren for weeks. She can’t see them, but she can feel them. Can feel their eyes on her as she leaves her dorm, as she walks down the street with her friends. This fact becomes startlingly clear when someone poses as her boyfriend on the chatting app, ChatMe, and sends her a link—a link that, once Wren clicks on, won’t be able to exit. Not without repercussions, anyway. Wren learns this lesson the hard way. She soon learns that her stalker is none other than Vee Carper, a girl Wren made the mistake of cyberbullying during their senior year of high school. According to Vee, Wren ruined her life when she made those hurtful posts, and now she has to pay the price. Trapped online with Vee, Wren is forced to do things in order to amuse the girl who has ultimately taken her hostage. If she doesn’t, she will be punished. If she logs off, someone she loves will die.

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

IMPORTANT: As of November 1, 2018, the last 15 chapters of the story have been taken down due to this book has been PUBLISHED. Link to purchase your copy of Bound is on my profile! ________________________________________________ Her mother's dying wish was for her to be happily married, even though she was only 19 years old. And now, Kelsey Ross has to do just that. Little did she know that the guy she was having an arranged marriage to was the one and only, Harry Styles. Kelsey only sees Harry as Harry Styles - world wide sensation. She's quiet around him and doesn't really put any effort into this marriage. She has barriers built up and Harry becomes determined to knock them down. For some reason, whilst in the midst of trying to get through to Kelsey, he starts seeing the real girl she is. The care-free, funny, witty girl she was before her mother passed away. And Harry will do anything to keep that Kelsey stay for as long as possible. (Cover by JennyNava) All Rights Reserved. Plot and concept is what I made up, and if anyone wrote something similar to this will be forced to take their story down.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

Bryn Taylor: Wait, this isn't Chris? Potato Guy: Nope

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com