Protectfemcharacters Stories

"How have you not fallen in love with me?" "Easy, you're a douchebag." Dialogue Story [1 in Short Story 23/7/2015]

"You're a pile of poop." "You're a fountain of pee." Dialogue Story

What has pushed you to believe taking your life is the answer? Are you really going to do it? What happens when death isn't as peaceful as you expected? What if a Reaper gives you something of an ultimatum? Witness first-hand what your death has brought to those around you, or remain wandering as a lost soul until you reach the point of insanity. "You can take your life, but what about the people around you? Aren't you taking theirs too?" Emily nearly laughed again, the idea was so ridiculous, but when she went to answer... she found she couldn't respond. What happens to them? ____________________ Author's Note: If you're looking for a sign not to kill yourself, this is it. [The Fighter's Series - Book 1] Formerly titled: Emily's Suicide Highest Ranking: #1 Paranormal

❝In which dorky, quirky, super-duper nice and anything-but-cool, Liam Argent, transforms into a loud, arrogant and belligerent bad boy in hopes of catching the eye of a girl who's clearly not worth it.❞ Copyright © 2014 All Rights Reserved. [extended summary inside] [very ROUGH draft: plot holes, grammar mistakes, and missing words]

{A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY} Saleena is a world famous singer, hating the glitter and the gold but remaining number one in the charts in sheer desperation. She will do anything to protect her dark secrets from the public eye, crying every night at the monsters she sees in her sleep. Becky is torn between her mother's commands and her own curiosity. Her naked body is flaunted in every corner but she dreams of a purity she'll never attain. Hidden in the darkness one night, she finally gives into her own beliefs for a change. Layla is a teenage warrior; battling the evil lurking in her blood. Downing pain relief, she goes about her day-to-day life with as little complaints as possible, counting every second as victory. She's terrified for her end but has all the faith in the world for what she can't see. Asiya is a single mother, slaving through three part time jobs after being thrown out by her abusive husband for her sexuality. Bills pile up and rent is due but nothing can drown out the satisfaction of hearing her little girl laugh for the very first time. These four girls have absolutely nothing in common. But a chance meeting, some red velvet cupcakes and a prayer binds them together forever.

"Why the hell was he touching you?" Ryder snaps, grabbing a hold of my wrist and ripping me away from Jonathan. I glared at him, pushing Ryder's hands off me even though my body craved for his touch. "I'm not yours anymore," I weakly say, watching as his blue eyes stare at me intently. He leans down, his breath tickling my skin as his lips gently brush my ear. Pleasant shivers dance along my spine as I try to focus on my breathing. "You will always be mine," He smirks against my skin, gently pushing me out of the way as he walks towards Jonathan, his muscles tensed. I gulped down the butterflies that formed in my stomach, a small smile creeping to my lips at the thought of me being his. But I couldn't be his, not again. ♡ Emma Windsor never wanted to see Ryder Jones again. But with his cocky smirk, striking blue eyes and gorgeous body, he was hard to resist. But when Ryder's Dark past catches up to him, making Emma's life at risk, how will they work together to protect the people they love? Will there love keep them together, or tear them apart? *This story includes a lot of cliffhangers, plot twists, and will leave you on the edge of your seat! If you like romance, teen fiction and action, then this book is for you!*

" why do we study history ? " "so that we don't repeat the mistake made in the past" " then why do they still repeat ? " the class went silent ••• a story about high school , may it be read by many understood by all

where a girl calls a bookstore to place a hold but accidentally calls a boy that hates books All Rights Reserved©GloriaSimon|2016