I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.

"So I told him I couldn't help if one boob was bigger than the other. Did he think I asked for that when I was 12?" She sighed picking at her nails. "Boys are so stupid. I didn't make fun of one his balls hanging lower than the other." "Ma'am-" "Like who does he think he is? I was willing to give him pussy- I still did- but I thought about saying no. Just saying no and leaving." "..." "Asshole." "Ma'am?" "For fucks sake dude. I'm trying to talk about my feelings and all you do is keep interrupting me. All you boys are assholes." "Are you ready to order?" She took a deep breath in and nodded even if he couldn't see her. "I'll have the 4 for 4. None of that burger shit, I want the chicken sandwich."

"My sad story begins the day it all ends. Our tragedy starts before we were friends." Told in poetry form, we follow the story of an anynomys girl to find out what caused her death. **** "What I like about this is that we know how it ends. We're not here for a happy ending. We're here to see the beauty in tragedy." - @suzilikespizzas

In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

For a second I turned my back when I felt strong arms grab my waist and pull me back. Reese forced me to sit on his lap as I felt his lips near my neck. "You really want me to leave?" he whispered in my ear with that deep voice of his. "Y-Yes," I stuttered. My heartbeat quickened as he planted a kiss right near my earlobe. Why was he doing this to me!? "But I just got here," Reese repeated. This time I didn't prepare myself since he began to plant soft kisses on my neck, I bit hard on my lips. Reese's hands traveled up my body until they met my stomach, my breath quickening. "Tempted?" his soft but alluring voice asked me. I could've nodded but I was too focused on the fact that his hand was right at my stomach. Instead I turned my head back and smirked before planting a soft kiss on his cheeks. "Maybe," I whispered. ****** Maggie Rosewood is new to the town, and she's not your typical girl. With a dark past and dangerous habits, she isn't planning on getting any attention from anybody at her new HighSchool. Reese Matthews is the exact opposite. He loves the attention and makes sure he gets it 24/7. But after one good look at Maggie, he will make sure that she is his girl. ****This story also includes self harm and bulimia, just a warning. Also, @XxUrban_WriterXx for the amazing cover. And @LostGirl01Dee for the name.

Summer Dens is a 17 year old girl who gets bullied by her old friend Ryan Ceks. It started out verbal then led to physical. Not only does he and his friends bully her, but her mom does to. Her dad left them when she was 13. Her mom blames her. After Ryan sees Summer do the unthinkable, things start to change. For better, or worse?

✨You hurt me again today, but that's okay because you said I deserved it.✨ Best: Short Story - #6 PLEASE READ: This short story deals with a very server topics such as self harm and bullying. It should be taken as no joke if you're a victim of bullying please say something. Your voice matters. Not all stories are fake. Life is not a cliché. The way I'm going to write this is not how your bullying story will end so you have been warned before you write nasty comments. This is a disclaimer so please do not take anything I write in this paragraph to heart...probably should've put this first... Also I do not own the image for the cover it is trust something I found on the Internet and put words on top of it.

{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 }

Bullied and abused for the majority of her life, Lacy White thinks nothing will ever get better. When her bully finds out about the abuse, he comes to her rescue. Or so she thinks. ©2013