E-mails Stories

Isabelle and Michael 'IM' have been friends since they were little and are about to head to high school. Through the use of text messages, E-Mail and letters, we will follow them through four of the most important years in their lives. Will their friendship survive all of the ups and downs of high school? Will they become closer or will they break apart completely?

A story about a girl whose life doesn't seem to give her any answers, and where life itself wants to control her. Needless to say she tries to rebel against it's plan for her.

Summary: You are a not-so-normal high school student who was only a bystander. That is until you receive an e-mail from someone named 'Nakura" who claims he knows you and your hidden status as a hacker. You manage to escape your boring, meaningless life with his help. But, little that you know your savior is gonna be the one who'll ruin you and your whole life. But you can't escape him, can you? Afterall, he's the only one who could love you as a human. Notes: This fanfiction is inspired from a conversation I had with a friend. I was talking about how would I be like if I ever knew Izaya and she suggested to write it out. The Reader-chan is based on me & how I see and feel about Izaya, with the exception of being a hacker. So, in a way, it's a self-insert fanfic but I hope you'll still be able to enjoy reading it. First chapter is just an introduction. Izaya's not gonna make a major appearance till later chapters. Have fun! Btw, this is the second fanfic I've ever written so please put up with me if I'm doing anything wrong ^^;

A one-off Sterek AU. Married couple, Stiles and Derek, settle into the gated community of Canaan where they meet the Karenesque HOA member, Lenore. Told through a series of comical e-mails, the pair get the last laugh.

A boy gets messages through e-mail from a girl who wants to tell him something. ~The e-mail's are fake (I think). I kind of made them up in like two seconds... :P Hope you enjoy the short story that I wrote in like two hours~ *Also be sure to tell me about any grammar mistakes or things I should improve. Constructive criticism is always helpful! :)*

Destiny Miller lives the life of a normal teen-ager. Well almost. She never had a dad. I mean she had one, but the last time she saw him was when she was three years old and he was packing his stuff to leave to wherever he went, and never came back. But that isn't the only drama in her life. Her mom died two months ago. After living with her grandparants for two months, her brother decited to move to another state. And as much Destiny and her other brother loved this place, it still reminded them to much of there mum. So the three of them moved to a complete new city. Life without there mom brings much things above water. Not only the fact that they don't have that one person to lean on, but also secrets and information. Secrets and information about their dad. And may Destiny be the one to find those stuff. What will she do with it?

pen pal [n.] - a person with whom one becomes friendly by exchanging letters, usually with someone foreign to each person involved. [ © 2015 philophobia- ; @SaphireG12 and @JustSav. all rights reserved ] [ highest ranking - #547 in teen fiction 1/12/15 ]

Mr. Watson came up with another bright idea for a project - to write a novel. It can be anything, he said. Anything as long as the readers'll be interested. I was ecstatic. I really am. Or I really WAS, for that matter. Up until he announced that we would be doing the project in pairs, and the person who I picked, out of the other twenty eight members of the class, was King Madison. Oh well. Let the novel wars begin. {e-mails and texts format}

Searching for her soul , finding colours in her life , Saysha meets Evan who is dealing with his own story. Cold hearts clash , sparks fly everywhere , hatred melts ,love burns. Will they be able to help each other?

You're a girl from a small town. Wishing to meet your celebrity crush,idol,inspiration and husband, Greyson Chance. Greyson will have a concert in the Philippines soon. The sad thing is you can't come. So what will you do? Do you still have a chance? What will happen next? *** Applause for Hannah Grace! She's the one who suggested the title (: Credits to the owner of the picture and of course the one who made it, Joanna <3 And very much thank you for all the readers. I love you so much!

There's this girl; pale but dark in a way, happy but thats a fake smile you see. She though everything was okay, when it wasn't. She thought she was on top of the world in until she fell, into the deepest hole. And nobody seemed to care; nobody came to help her. Not even her best friends. She was stuck; the life was sucked out of her in a minute. And that's Lexi. But the same day as her best friend leaves the world, she meet's five guys, who are One Direction, on the streets of downtown HollyWood. They become best friends, and Lexi finds something out about Niall, and their both shocked; lets just say something about e-mails. As Lexi's father asked One Direction if he can make a movie about them; everything changes. What if they are just in it for the movie now? And what if Logan comes back, to tell Lexi, that everything is a lie? Follow Lexi on her on her journey, as she turns into a silhouette.

Deana Carter has always been superstitious and cynical. She's always waiting for the other shoe to drop and expecting the inevitable - disappointment. So, when she meets Matthew Stewart, she can't help her cynicism. It's all too good to be true. However, she begins to warm up to the thoughts of happily ever after . . . until she's standing alone in the wedding chapel - an abandoned bride. She quickly curls back into her dark jaded hole of negativity and becomes caustic, putting all her energy and thoughts into her work. Then, news about the merger comes to light. Her company is merging with the top graphic design company in the country. She doesn't put much thought to it and immerses herself in her work even more. And then she meets Jeremy Harrington . . . . .

História ficcional: e-mail que eu recebi, vindo de mim mesma no futuro