Alex is not shy, she's simply following her rules to hide in the background of life in general. Or at least she's doing her best to be 'at the fardest end of the social spectrum' Strictly reserved to her own things that vary from music to... pretty much anything related to that, Alex lives the normal life of a highschool student who doesn't wish to engage in deep conversations with no one. Not even her family even though ocassionaly she has to. One day around the middle of the school year, she coicidentially (yeah right. I wrote it :D) is asked by a new beautiful girl the simple favor of helping her find the exit of the school building. Of course, you could expect her to try to avoid her, wouldn't you? === So this is the new story guys! So excited. Kewk :3 P.S. I don't own any of the songs that I use in this book, they're just for the sake of the storyline as I really enjoy music very much and I wish for it to be included in my books.

GIRLXGIRL Deep within the Norwegian wilderness, nestled beside a large lake, lived the kingdom of Arendelle. Once a happy, thriving kingdom, Arendelle is now 98% covered in ice. You see, this is not a happy story. This is the story of two sisters who, once best friends, grew apart. Anna, now queen of Arendelle, wishes nothing more for her older sister Elsa, to be by her side. But Elsa's fear of her bitterly cold elemental magic and the damage it has caused, drove her away. The once kind and gentle queen, now the villain in many a children's nightmare. Once upon a time, long ago, Anna braved the wilderness to search for her sister, determined to bring her back. And only once, did she return. Elsa's mind was alive with sickness, a sickness that told her she was a monster, never to be trusted, destined to spend her life alone forever. Five years have passed, and Anna has heard nothing from the Snow Queen. Yet her power only grows, forcing the livestock and townsfolk into a panic as they run out of food and supplies. Desperate to end this tundra, Anna sends her most trusted guard and friend, Keira, to brave the Norwegian wilderness in search of the first-borne heir to the Arendelle throne. Little does she know, Keira will be in for the fight of her life. Will Elsa's frozen heart finally thaw? Or will Arendelle be lost forever?

Brielle's done with her boring life, so she's in search of a sugar daddy. With the incoming messages, one stands out to her. A woman named Layla Holt.

Join twenty-six year old August Cruise on her yearlong journey. What journey is that? To sleep with a different woman each month of the 2014 calendar year. **Told through poetic stories. Completed and posting in 14 parts. M E R R Y C H R I S T M A S ;-D Update on March 12, 2015: I've noticed from my news feed that some people are skipping August. Also, the reads are lowest for that chapter, which leads me to believe it isn't being seen since Wattpad locked it. So, here is the link: http://www.wattpad.com/89067018-sensual-seasons-august

In the hope of someday becoming as spectacular as the famous controversial idol in Photography, Hana sets out to find inspiration with the help of her doting Professor. She meets Althea - a painter - who took interest in her after getting caught in stalking for photos. The pair made a deal to help one another to become better artists and in their quest, they found more than what they were looking for.

"Is it a turn off?" She flashes a grin, revealing her perfect white teeth, inching her face closer to mine. Oh no, she's definitely flirting, and suddenly my palms are sweating. My heart pounds because I know I can't play her game. Not because I don't want to, but because-well, I'm not into girls. At least, I thought I wasn't. "I don't know. I can't really explain how other girls feel about it when you date them," I shrug awkwardly, trying to keep my cool. She chuckles softly, shaking her head, and the air between us thickens with tension. What's her game? "Forget other girls. How do *you* feel about it?" she presses, her voice low and teasing. I shift uncomfortably, squirming under her gaze. "If I were a lesbian, then no. No, it wouldn't be a turn-off," I stammer, feeling the nervousness creep up my spine. "You sure?" Her voice is honey, tempting. Meet Jay Alden, 23 years old and still figuring life-and love-out. She's always been straight... well, more like straight as a squiggly line. That is, until Ky Guery entered her life. Ky, a confident 22-year-old who's comfortable with her sexuality, flirts with ease and has Jay questioning everything she thought she knew about herself. Ky's carefree attitude and playful charm make Jay feel warm, giddy, and utterly confused all at once. One moment she's sure she's straight, the next she's drowning in Ky's kisses, wondering if maybe, just maybe, she's been wrong all along. But falling for Ky isn't just about self-discovery-it's about trust, too. Jay's been burned before by a smooth-talking ex-boyfriend, and Ky's playful ways sometimes remind her too much of that heartbreak. She's caught between the thrill of something new and the fear of getting hurt again. Does she dare open her heart, or will Ky's unpredictability push her away for good? Jay's journey is one of love, confusion, and self-acceptance as she navigates the messy middle ground between what she thought she knew and what she's starting to feel.

Arthur Fucking walker would someday ruin me. • Ever since the day Marnie set her eyes on Arthur she knew she was done for. With dark eyes and dark hair, the girl in the band was someone she wanted to know everything about. Secrets would come out and blood would be bound to spill but in the green lights or the golden sun rays, Arthur would burn every soul to grant Marnie warmth. • Arthur's hand came up to my hips as she grabbed it tightly, staining my skirt with her bloody hands. My whole body was trembling. The knife. I turned around abruptly taking out my knife and pressing it to her neck, but she was quicker as she pressed her knife to my bare thigh. One of her hands was still on my hips as she pushed close to me. I flinched at the cold metal pressed on my upper thigh. But my hand didn't falter. I pressed the knife against her neck harder. A drop of blood dripped down her neck and trailed to her collarbone. Slowly trailing down and travelling down the curve of her and inside her shirt. "What did you see my angel?" She asked, her voice mocking as she stepped closer. I took a step back my back meeting the cold metal and her knife sliding higher. "Nothing," I whispered, panting. Fucking hell. "Nothing, I saw nothing." I breathed out and she grinned. "Shit liar baby." She shook her head kissing my temple and my collarbone. Her lips lingered for more than a second. "Get your knife away from me." I grit my teeth. "And here I thought you liked a knife between your legs." She whispered grinning, I swallowed as I could feel the blood drip down from the cut.

As Fifth Harmony prepares to go on their 7/27 tour, they learn they have a new opening act. She's know to the world as Valentina, a rising singer, but to friends and family as Maite, a clumsy goofball. What happens when Maite sets her eyes on a certain green-eyed girl by the name of Lauren Jauregui?

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]