Aaa2017 Stories

Scarlet Greene lost a part of her memory after an accident she doesn't remember having. Yet even still, she's living any woman her age's idea of a tranquil life. With a beautiful daughter, a loving mother, the best friend anyone could ever ask for and money to boot. Besides having a growing crush on an unattainable man, Scarlet's life is perfect. Or is it? Cover by @lazylovelyliam ❤ Started 18th/ March/ 2017

My name is Zachary Brown, and this is what I could've said to the love of my life, Mia Williams, before she commit suicide. • When Mia Williams commits suicide her best friend, Zachary Brown, goes into a depression. Seventeen year old Zachary has a severe heart condition that has his life constantly at stake. Zachary loves Mia with all of his heart but he never had the guts to tell her. "Star crossed" was the only way people would describe them. It was said amongst the other kids at school that the angels would weep with joy when they were together! For they knew that the couple was a match made in heaven. They were said to be meant for each other! But sadly... It didn't go that way. When he finally tries to confess he finds out that Mia, his best friend and the love of his life, had commit suicide. His heart condition worsens and his doctor suggests writing letters to his deceased lover. Now starting at the beginning of a cold December, Zachary starts writing letters to Mia in hopes of finding closure. This story is all of the letters that Zachary will write to Mia in hopes of finding a reason to live without her. Follow Zachary as he suffers loss, pain, depression, and hopefully happiness in- What I Could've Said

That rebellious fire burned deep down inside of her, burning her bones and boiling her blood. Oh my how her fire burned. So bright, it brought light to the world and filled people with heavenly warmth. Brighter than a star, they'd say. Nothing could even put it out, she was told. She was invincible, untamable. Until she wasn't. Someone dimmed her light till it was nothing. And ashes she became, remains of the fire before.

Living a life in the public eye is hard, but it becomes almost impossible when you have to pretend you aren't in love. There gets to be a point when friendship, secret glances, and fantasizing just aren't enough anymore. So what do you do when your secret accidentally comes out and you realize the object of your love has been hiding a few things of their own? You can't take some things back, especially when you are in love and the world is watching your every move. *mostly angst and fluff, but some physical stuff close to the end*

Shaitan (Hindi, noun): The Devil or an evil spirit. An evilly disposed, vicious, or cunning person. When Meera Ganesh, self-declared social pariah, starts receiving (anonymous) letters of, ah... affection ( the author of the letters, specifically wrote that she not call it love letters), she was left literally speechless. Annoying, Infuriating, Pain-In-The-As...ah.....-Back, she could find numerous ways to describe herself, but never had she ever thought she was capable of being the object of someone's affection and interest. Well.... looks like Meera's found her match....... All rights reserved.®bookbutterfly1999. #214 Short Story - 27/04/2017 #209 Short Story -29/04/2017 #155 Short Story -01/05/2017 #149 Short Story -01/05/2017 #182 Short Story -24/06/2017

1st place in Historical Fiction in the Beauty Awards 2017 Highest rank #10 in Historical Fiction as on 9/6/17 "If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us should we not revenge?" She was always shielded by her father from all the adversary in the world. After her education and training young Margeret is ready to become a queen, but before that she wants to enjoy her life as a princess until fate turns her life upside down. She becomes a person she never imagined of in the quest for revenge. Join Margeret in this journey and expect the unexpected. #20 in historical fiction as on 16/5/17 #22 in historical fiction as on 15/5/17 #24 in historical fiction as on 13/5/17 #25 in historical fiction as on 8/5/17

A Brilliant mind full of Wonders, Forced to live in chains Express emotions in colors, Islands afar, beneath silver stars Finds love within colors, Brush as his weapon, not a knife His lonely world was brought to Life (Inspired from Van Gogh's life) Cover credit -@vshln4 😇

#49 as on 26/5/2017 Have you met someone online, a stranger then, a friend now? I did. We were about to join the same college. We both were leaving our native cities. We were ready to start a new life "Hostel life" This is "his and my" journey of 10 days! The story from strangers to lovers! This is a story to cherish the season of friendship, abandonment and finally IM"POSSIBLE" LOVE

These are jus my thoughts. Few poems are painful, yet meaningful. I will be glad if u give it a try.

•First place winner of the 2017 Mist Awards and the 2nd Place winner of The 2017 Spring Awards!• "You are not allowed to feel sorry for yourself," I spoke to myself out loud as I stared at the mirror taking in my own words. "You are not allowed to take Luke down with you and you are certainly not allowed to deny the help everyone is offering you because you are too damn selfish and prideful to get up and ask for help to move on from what has happened to you." I looked at the frail girl in front of me, not recognizing her at all as the tears streamed down my face rapidly. My hands rose to wipe the tears away quickly, wanting and yearning to be stronger than I had been in such a long time. "You are strong. You are fearless. You went to hell for six months and are still here fighting. You are not allowed to give up now." Tears streamed down my face as tilted my head down once again to wipe the tears before facing myself again. "You are not allowed to give up," I spoke to myself as I saw the girl I was before the raid again for the first time in nine months. Second installment of 'The Code' trilogy.

Hello, fair one. Here is my debut in the world of literary arts! Merely a collection of all my attempts at poetry. I hope you like it. 🌸 Amuser!

"Your daughter is tired, something that sleep can't cure" A collection of poems narrating my thoughts, feeling and emotions in my 13th mile of life. Highest Ranking: 63 in Poetry June 8, 2017 *A Rhyme Scholar Awards Winner 2017* *Aspiring Authors Awards Winner 2017*

Welcome to the AAA 2017 Are you a new, and aspiring writer? Then you deserve to be a part of the competition and stand a chance to get your stories into limelight. ______________ ENTRIES ARE NOW OFFICIALLY CLOSED FOR JUDGING ______________

Ambrosia Lillis has lived through sixteen long years unsure of who she is. Despite being aware of her intelligence and always striving to protect her family from shame, Ambrosia still hasn't figured out her purpose in life. One personal matter has kept her from realizing herself though: she has a secret she can't let anyone find out about... If someone does, Ambrosia fears what might happen to her. That's where the loner Demetri Vega comes in. His sudden move to her school nullifies Ambrosia's hard work, yet his mere presence makes life worth living. What will happen now that her secret threatens to spill? Will her world be turned upside down? 'Destiny Awaits' is a story full of love, betrayal, and her search for true identity. Quotes: "Ambrosia strolled over to Callum's car, only to find him missing. Glancing around, she noticed he was nowhere in sight, but she could hear him shouting. Worried, Ambrosia ran as quickly as possible in his direction. Callum's voice increased in volume with every step until a growing crowd soon enveloped her. Ambrosia pushed through the mob; squeezing between the putrid bodies and eventually made her way to the front." "Suddenly, the noise of the door opening resounded throughout the bathroom. Ambrosia silently pulled her knees to her chest, hoping to become invisible." "As his golden brown hair blew in the wind, Rose noticed the picture perfect scene laid out before her. Behind him, a blend of merigold, rose, lilac, and lapis lazuli lit up the evening sky. His body bathed in a golden hue. On one side of the horizon lay the dying sun while the other bared the porcelain moon. Hidden in the lapis, faint stars could be seen."

BOOK WRITTEN OUT OF FRUSTRATION . THIS IS LIKE A JOURNAL WHICH CONTAINS SOME OF THE BITTER TRUTHS I EXPERIENCED AND LEARNED THE HARD WAY. P.S. PLEASE TEXT ME IF YOU CAN RELATE.