"Brie... I'm sorry. You're a great person and all, but I just don't-" "Stop," Brie said, a slight quiver to her voice. "Write it down. I'd rather read it than hear the person I love break my heart. If you're going to hurt me, write me a letter. At least then, you wouldn't get to see me cry." - A story told through and between fifteen letters, and though individually different, they pretty much hurt the same.

Eighteen-year-old Nat falls for five different boys during her first month at college, but never openly admits her crushes - until one night she drunk texts all five of them. She finds her freshman year turned upside down as she navigates the world of first love. ***** Nat keeps a list of all her crushes' pros and cons on her phone - the most logical thing to do for her list-making, highly organized brain. The lists were never meant to be shared, but when Ty, the school's star hockey player, dares Nat to tell the boys how she feels, how could she back down from a drunken dare? The sober light of morning leaves Nat questioning her sanity when she sees three messages awaiting her response: the hot guy she met at a concert, the kind guy from orientation week, and the perfect guy from lit class. Now, Nat must confront her feelings for these boys face-to-face, or her chance at love will pass her by. In this story of firsts, what happens when Nat just presses send? Book One of the Just Press Send series. [[word count: 90,000 - 100,000]] Cover designed by Cil Ojumo

[September Editor's pick- 2021] After taking a nannying job, Grayson never expected to fall for Rosie, the lawyer who employed him. But she's not looking for love, and he's scared to love again. Can they let go of the goodbyes that have hurt them in the past in order to embrace a future together? **** Grayson had a good life. He was happily married, loved his job as a nurse and maintained great ties with his family. What he didn't expect is that three years later that life would be shattered, with nothing motivating him to wake up in the mornings. Unemployed and on the brink of homelessness, Grayson's only options are to return to his mother's home, or find a job and maintain it. Grayson opts for the latter. Rosie Bhatt had her life planned out. She worked hard, built her family and was entering her thirties, excited to see what the future had in store. But soon the struggle of being a single-parent becomes too much as she juggles the life she wants and the life she has. With limited time on her hands, she chooses to employ Grayson as a nanny for her six-year daughter Anni. What she doesn't expect is the realization that someone else understands her pain. With both Grayson and Rosie suffering from the loss of goodbyes, tensions rise, and the importance of love, life and family is thrust upon them, challenging them to seek what really matters. Though Goodbyes were their beginning, can a new After become their future? * Content warning - This story contains dark elements including discussions on alcoholism, mental health and bereavement*

Vena Anderson, a nineteen year old girl has moved away from home to attend college. She has no desire to live in a small dorm room and having to live with a complete stranger, so living in an apartment for her college years is her next option. The only flaw in her plan is that she can't afford it without a roommate. Vena has lived in this apartment all through the past year and just as the new school year is right around the corner, the landlord decided that she would raise the rent. James Hendersom, a nineteen year old guy has been recently kicked out of his dorm for smoking cigarettes. He now has been living with his parents until he can find a place of his own. He has been searching and searching for the past week and could not find anything, until just a few days ago. James was looking through the ads, again and one popped out more then all the others sitting on that plain "Looking for roommate. Contact Vena Anderson for further information" *This Wattpad story is rated Mature for strong language and some sexuality* Book One of the 'I Am Living With An Idiot' series. This book is currently being edited and revised because in some aspects it is so horrible, so I am working on it!!

(alternatively called: slow burn, second-hand embarrassment, and shenanigans) A girl made up of short fuses, clumsy feet and copious amounts of sarcasm has to team up with her irritatingly obnoxious neighbour in the name of love (also known as raging teenage hormones). Because in the grand scheme of things, what's a little deal with the devil? (Spoiler Alert: absolute chaos.) cover by xdemonsflowerx

Karis accidentally runs into turned-cold soccer captain, Peyton's motorcycle in the middle of a storm, causing him a nasty scrape and a broken bike, both in need of repairs. Thus she sets off to fix them both, causing for things to go awry in their relationship and for everything to change from that point on.

❝In which a girl wishes her Matchmaker magic would work for her.❞

the road trip of a lifetime. [ cover by blissom / trailer by blissom ] [ started march 30th, 2013 - ended february 18, 2015 © paulina r. all rights reserved ]

After being kicked out of her own dorm by her roommate, Bailey Underwood has no choice but to relocate on the boarding school's campus. Unfortunately, that means she has to take the only available space - which is in the boys' building, and involves her having to share with the reigning bad boy of the school, Chase Gold. Now, this nerdy bookworm is trapped in the midst of a testosterone-infested waste land, and must spend the rest of the year rooming with who appears to be a heartless jerk. Will Bailey survive, or will she crack under the pressure? [ reached romance #14 on 06/24/2015 ] [ reached humor #43 on 08/21/2014 ] [ amazing cover by @rippedsleeves_ ]

I, Lois Mai Reynolds, am all kinds of clumsy. I fall over flat surfaces. I drop expensive vases, and miraculously find ways to trip over thin air. Not a day has passed by when I'm not wearing a Band-Aid for some kind of accident that I've endured, and it's stooped to the level now that my parents call me King Kong and joke about having warning signs and safety tape around my bedroom door. Once upon a time, I used to think of that as a laughing matter, but not anymore. Not since I almost killed my crush's mom. Suddenly, being compared to a giant gorilla of mass destruction doesn't actually seem that crazy. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED #11 Romance