Apparently Stories

Keirall Leighton is a normal, 17 year old girl going on superstardom. Pah! That sounded better in my head. Anyways, ignore my terrible attempt to try and write myself a description for my own story. All I'm saying is that I, Keirall, have gotten myself into an already-established group, also known as One Direction. Yes, you heard right. Those poppy-rocky singers with an army of female supporters that scream loud enough to rival the screams of Beliebers. How they'll react to a new, weirdo of a girl joining their beloved babies? You'll have to read on and see... (Beware! Humor and cheekiness contained!)

"My Story, apparently. " starts off with a few chapters describing some of the most defining moments in my life. Most of what is written is directly about my mother. After that I describe some of my most cherished memories. It is in the works so not really sure where this story will take me. But I'm pleased to say that wherever it does take me will be simply, amazing. This story is going to be dedicated to my mom. I'll miss you. Dream of you. Wish for you, and continue aching over you. Warning you now I cried while writing some of this.

PURE, UTTER CRACK

A series of poems, letters, quotes, et cetera from my dreams or daydreams. Who knows, maybe my subconcious has literary skills.

Collected scribbles, do what you will with them. They're abandoned ideas that never had any purpose. If you take inspo from them, sure, go ahead. Just please tag me in them because I really wanna see what you can make from them. But I don't mind if you don't; it's not a credit thing. Also, they kinda suck.

NOTE - Because this story is mostly playing on stereotypical "y/n" tropes and not actually a Y/N story, the main character is not called Y/N. This is to avoid falling into appearance models that are exclusionary. Emma Lockleed is a blonde, blue-eyed fifteen year old girl who's just trying to make it through high school. She's popular for the wrong reasons, her friends are rude and leave her to be the butt of jokes, and her boyfriend is a doormat of a human being. She thinks it's too late to be happy again - until the new girl shows up.

Because the first one stopped letting me upload images so I'm trying to see if making a second will work

@sapphire2130

this isn't a real fanfic just ideas and character descriptions yeet yeet ma dudes

The title of this thing is the reason why it is here. Basically this is my showing my sketches, and it might escalate to something different someday. Who knows?

a girl named jesse and her friend electra ( no one knows her real name ) find true love BUT thats a sucky story line so imma say READ my vamp, werewolf love thing kk befor i find u and look whoever u r on google kk kk bye TACOS ARE BAD FOR COWS!!!!!!!

These are my entries for Wattpad Romance's "Collateral Beauty: A Collection of Short Stories". I wrote letters to them all: Death, Love, and Time. P.s. Cover is made by NeonRoses ("Klia")

Just about moi

TW: Suicide, Bullying, Abuse. I made this acc back in march along with this story and tried to make this acc into an angst acc🤷Really thought this shit was good. More stories will just be short shit stories from boredom.

Original story with the very unedited plot to celebrate being alive this year!! Will not be in Wattpad for long so take advantage!! All rights are mine for this book are mine (@SebbyChan) any form of stealing is not going to be taken lightly, thank you!! Manxman story ((Can't believe I lost the original cover))

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