Curve Stories

Amelia Sparks has been bullied since she arrived at her new pack, it has damaged her both mentally and physically. It seemed like everyone was against her, even her own Brother. All she wants is a way out. But where and how, she has nothing. When Amelia gets her Knight in Shining Fur, can he still fix the damaged that others have done? Remember that everyone has their reason.

violet Molina was born to dance ever since she was a little girl she would dance around to her mum and sister playing music. she was always dancing and finally her dream of dancing as the lead of the ballet 'the black swan' became a reality. however it was not meant to be because on opening night she died. not long after she died her mum did too, which left a large hole in her sisters heart. what will happen when the molina sisters meet sunset curve? "how did you die?" "ate a bad hotdog, you?" "fell down a pothole" (reggie peters x OC) (carrie wilson x OC)

It's Julie and the Phantoms, except we travel back to the 90's when Sunset Curve was just getting started. Enjoy my cool prequel fanfiction, along with many new characters and stories. FYI, I do not own any of the characters. Well, all except Annabelle.

Jess is a loving, caring and gullible 16 year-old girl. One small prank leads her heart towards a stranger (Luke) she hardly knew. Will Luke and Jess fall into the trap of love?

Adrian a curvy girl from a small town in Texas move to the big apple and run into a few corners in her life...

Scoliosis. This word can bring many things to mind, but have you ever wondered what living with this disease is like? "Twisted Spine, Twisted Mind" is about the emotional and physical troubles of having a severe case of scoliosis. I hope you enjoy this story, and if you are reading this and don't have scoliosis, then I hope you learn something from it!

January 18     Between Two Chains   The curving movement half seen sweeps forward and catches me squarely on the chin.  Realization glimmers that next time it will strike me in the mouth and I take a step back.  I estimate the returning arc, raise my arms, push the board back from whence it came.  As it hurtles toward me once more I reposition.  Force returns force; fury comes vigorously my way and I thrust with strength and enthusiasm. And this is fine for what it is.  I have learned how not to get hit.  I can push when I get shoved.  How much better will it be when I can get on and swing?   Tie your lose ends into bows. Vlog:  http://youtu.be/IjV0_1qsOT8   You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault http://www.amazon.com/More-Sober-The-Way-Sane/dp/144141231X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374072329&sr=8-3&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane http://www.amazon.com/Lines-My-Life-Sherrie-Theriault/dp/1448652820/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374072576&sr=1-1&keywords=Lines+from+my+life%2C+Sherrie+theriault

Poem

MJ gazed into the mirror and casted a genuine smile at her reflection. At all of the curves. The bumps, dips and marks. All 200 pounds of it. Follow MJ's journey as she discovers self love and the true meaning of beauty.