A distraught Betty doesn't tell her parents that Jughead has secretly been staying in her bedroom since he had no place else to live. Betty is also on the lookout for where her sister Polly went, along with who might have murdered Jason Blossom. Through Bettys deepest and darkest times and fears, Jughead is there for her through them all. ****I DO NOT OWN ANY CHRACTERS THEY ARE FROM RIVERDALE WHICH IS BASED OFF OF ARCHIE COMICS. THIS FIC TAKES PLACE A WEEK AFTER RIVERDALE EPISODE 6 AND IS MY SPIN ON WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THAT EPISODE*** **COVER ART BY @littlenums** ***COMPLETED***

hurt people hurt people.

joe sugg had never been good at math. in fact, it was seven years after he'd left school that he found out two halves make a whole definition of abyss; the regions of hell conceived of as a bottomless pit Trigger Warning: mentions of suicide/depression I HAVE CHANGED MY USERNAME SINCE WRITING THIS. NAME ON THE COVER IS DIFFERENT TO NOW. cover cred to: katriin (wattpad: peachjyri)

Beth, just a simple English countryside girl is about to have her life turned around since a decision that her roof has to be re-thatched {WARNING: contains swearing and lots of kissing}

“Where am I actually meant to sleep?” I turned to him with an raised eyebrow. A smirk grew on his face when he pulled me even closer. “Well actually you are meant to sleep on the couch but we both know that the couch is already occupied so how about you sleep in my room.” I made a face as if I would think about it. “Well, I could do that but there is only one problem.” Joe frowned, before I leaned in so my mouth was right next to his ear “I forgot to bring pjs”. Joe gulped before picking me up in his arms and carried me upstairs into his room as soon as the was closed he whispered into my ear “Oh that's not a problem.”

(ALL CREDIT TO TUMBLR, I DID NOT WRITE THESE, ALL THOUGH THEYRE PRETTY AMAZING)

Lola Woodley was just an ordinary girl, but when her cousin Alfie allows her to stay with him whilst she's at uni, will a certain Joseph Sugg catch her eye? ------------ SEQUEL NOW UP - REBORN

bit·ter·sweet: being at once bitter and sweet; especially: pleasant but including or marked by elements of suffering or regret. A collection of short stories I've written since joining Wattpad for various contests, challenges, and publications. These works range from one hundred word drabbles to short stories up to ten thousand words. *Trigger Warnings* Gore, violence, self-harm, drug, and alcohol use.

At the top of the stairs there are four secrets hidden. Blond, beautiful, innocent, and struggling to stay alive… They were a perfect family, golden and carefree—until a heartbreaking tragedy shattered their happiness. Now, for the sake of an inheritance that will ensure their future, the children must be hidden away out of sight, as if they never existed. Kept on the top floor of their grandmother’s vast mansion, their loving mother assures them it will be just for a little while. But as brutal days swell into agonizing months and years, Cathy, Chris, and twins Cory and Carrie realize their survival is at the mercy of their cruel and superstitious grandmother…and this cramped and helpless world may be the only one they ever know. Flowers in the Attic is V.C. Andrews's first and most famous novel. It became a runaway bestseller upon its publication in 1979 and was the first book in the Dollanganger Family series, followed by Petals on the Wind, If There Be Thorns, Seeds of Yesterday, and Garden of Shadows. Nearly 35 years after publication, Lifetime TV aired a movie version of it in January 2014, which became one of the station's highest-rate programs, boasting more than 6 million viewers. Petals on the Wind, based on the book of the same name, will air on Lifetime TV on May 26, 2014. This excerpt of the opening chapters of the book will show you what millions of readers have already discovered--that the world of V.C. Andrews is an entrancing, fascinating place. Enjoy!

He laid his lips on top of my neck, enticing me. Dominance took hold of my body while I laid back in the limo. I know what we were doing was wrong, but not one part of me wanted to stop. Carter slid his hands up and down my thighs, caressing them, kissing them, sucking them and all I could do was moan, groan, and be breathless. I wrapped my hand around his head as he went lower, lower, and even more lower. His lips swiftly danced across the inside of my thighs. I gripped his head and he immediately pulled down my underwear, with no mercy. The driver rolled down the Partition "Mr. Carter your wife is on the line." *Highest Rank in Fanfiction #20 ***All Rights Reserved @adoreniah_