Boysavesgirl Histoires

Nammi is just a girl. Well, a stranger would think she is, but if you know her she's a complete waste of space and breath. Or so many people think, including herself. You can't even count the scars on her wrists. No one cares so what's the point, right? Derik is a normal guy. He really is. Not too popular or good looking or anything like that. He's nothing special. Aside from the fact that he can play guitar and is in a band.It's a band called Til Death Do We Part. Catchy, right? It's also Nammi's favourite band. Even though it's not popular. One special day makes Nammi's life not such a living hell when she meets her idol. And he loves her at first glance. Right? I FINALLY MADE ANOTHER BOOK! WOOHOO!

yuu goes on a trip to Chicago to live with her aunt in her vacations but she never expected to be kidnapped by the most beautiful man on earth yet cold who eventually falls in love with her during unexpected circumstances.

S U A D A D E (n.) a nostalgia longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved then lost, "The love that remains" The unimaginable pain of losing a loved one. Losing your best friend, your provider, your protecter. Having someone to rely on one second then gone the next. Left to defend yourself against the cruel nature of the world. Jasmine find herself in this situation. Abandoned. She whelves her pain. Until a unexpected boy, drawn to her viridity, become a will to be alive. Will they rescue each other from the abyss of atelophobia? picture isn't mine ;-)

"We're like dead leaves on a tree. Already dead, yet pretending to be alive so the living won't be lonely." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Liv Marshall used to love socializing. She had a naturally loud voice and laugh, and she always felt awkward when she was with someone and there was silence. However, all this after her ex-best friend, Vera Ahn, commits suicide. Ever since then, she stopped laughing, stopped smiling, stopped speaking. Her parents did their best to sympathize, but the sympathy turned to concern after a razor was found in Liv's hands, and they decided to send her to Auxilius, the best care center in New York. It's been three months since Connor Walsh was raped, and two months since his parents sent him to Auxilius so no one found out what had happened. The fact that he developed a fear of people, more specifically, a fear of high school females, doesn't help his case, either. Liv went to Auxilius not knowing what to expect. Connor went to Auxilius, expecting to die in there. Neither of them expected to find the one person who might free each other from the prison they're in, both physically and mentally. ~~~~~~~~~ -THIRD PLACE IN THE GOLDEN STARS AWARDS -SECOND PLACE IN "SUPREME WATTPADERS AWARDS" -FIRST PLACE IN "MOONLIGHT AWARDS"

Lucy and Tim are undercover together in a secluded cabin. Will they have to stay longer than they plan?

"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

She takes three deep breaths, counting her heartbeats by the second. In her mind, there sits a girl on a stool. She's crying silently, begging to be let free. But but the other girl is afraid to let the little one out. She doesn't want to risk what might happen. So, in her head, she shushes the girl and tells her all will be alright. Then she pushes her into a dark corner, open her eyes and smile. It feels like a grimace, but she knows how it looks. It looks perfect. Just like they expect her to be... --- You know that girl who everyone loved? The one who was simply perfect? Well, that's who Annabelle Brooks was. Before high school, she loved her life. She had wonderful friends and a great family. But things soon started changing... Her parents divorced, leaving her alone with her father and hateful stepmother. Her father treated her differently, expecting her to be more "perfect" and less like her wild mother. Her stepmother treated her horribly behind her father's back, breaking her down at every chance she got. In school things weren't looking so good either. A few popular girls took interest in her and she was officially one of them. Her old friends started cutting her out and she was left with no one to turn to. And so became what everyone wanted. She became perfect. On the outside she was this girl who seemed so happy and cheerful, always smiling. Yet, on the inside, she was struggling to breathe. Slowly she was bottling up everything up, too afraid to let it out. But what happens when that bottle, filled with emotions, drops and breaks? What if she's had enough and can't take it anymore? What if she gives up... What if the boy who's been watching her all along, comes to pick up the pieces?

"Please, you have to let me go," she begged, tears streaming down her face. But her pleas for mercy were merely met with a dark chuckle. "I don't have to do anything I don't want to do, love. And letting you go is certainly not something I want to do." His eyes were dark as they stared into hers. "You know I won't hurt you. Don't let the poison he's been feeding about me blind you." His voice was softer as the words left his lips. "I want to go home," her voice cracked. "Please let me go home." "You are home." When Saoirse unknowingly stumbles into the midst of a mafia blood war she finds herself trying to save a man, only to be drawn further into the mafia underworld by his brother. As she finds herself stuck in between two warring families, and two warring men, nothing is as it seems, and knowing who to trust becomes impossible.

We, as humans, have an instinct to protect ourselves from what hurts us, be that physically or mentally. But what I had assumed as a child didn't make sense anymore. Even though we have an instinct, why do we hurt ourselves while loving others? Follow my journey as I walk into emotions I didn't know I had. Watch me fall in love again

Alexis Mitchell says she's fine. But after her ninth verdict, they're sending her to rehab. Which signals that it's her time to go. But instead, her end becomes her beginning.