Stopgenderroles Stories

Nicholas McCoy hates many things: coffee, tire marks, screaming, pears - the list went on. Except he was confused - whilst he hated some of these things and felt like punching them, he also felt like hugging them. Something's he felt like he wanted to rip the throat out off but then kiss them all over. But Nicholas hates being confused. [gonna update this shitty blurb, sorry humans]

maybe the ice cream won't be the only thing that's melting this summer.

❝Don't steal my money, steal my heart.❞ ++++ Remi Greggs isn't rich. Ever since her mother left, she and her dad (okay fine, maybe not her dad) have made the best of her life, even if they do have take-out most of the week, and a lot of stolen wallets. Her pick-pocketing skills get her a meal everyday, but choosing the wrong person to steal from just might land her in the biggest dilemma of her life. All Rights Reserved © 2016 grammatically

Everybody has a quote that can describe a situation in their life. Rankings: > #68 in poetry

The palace was a place of her dreams, but not because of the Emperor and promises of power. But her dream of becoming a songwriter that she nurtured from young, her father used it to teach her music. But as she is accepted, she becomes deeply embroiled in the turmoils of the inner court and the imperial court. Even if she wasn't a concubine or a part of the inner palace, but she finds herself deep in them. From the moment of her entry, she was meant to make a choice between who to support. Even if she herself does not want it. All of it was too much for her to bear, and she needs to come to a decision. Continue staying here and pursuing her dreams in this court of danger, or choose to leave and give up all hope of seeing it complete. Highest rank: #90 of historical fiction Note: this is set during the tang dynasty and I have no intention of basing it on any actual history. Also, this is a original work, not a translation of any work.

Infinity of Love. Not as deep as the ocean but as deep as a knife could pierce through your heart. * A Wattpad romance competition hosted by @Romance for the #loveshot

With conflicting and pent-up emotions, 14 year old Mola writes letters in the middle of the night, hoping to make sense of it all and moreover hoping her mother will one day notice.

"c-can i buy you a drink?" "no, but you can buy me a triple cheese burger." - where an anxiety-suffering, shy boy meets a confident party chick.

TBPA summer edition gold medalist 2016. Alistair Flynn is a walking anxiety attack/accident waiting to happen. Ridden by nightmares and peer pressure of being the jock of the block, his life takes a confusing turn when a hazel-eyed boy invites himself in with no invitation. Having his nails manicured and dancing to Troye Sivan isn't the only thing confusing him anymore. The boy is the only one able to tame the beast inside Alistair's head.

Seventeen-year-old Jeffrie Fortune is having a crappy winter break. First, there's the court hearing for beating up the guy that kissed her girlfriend a month prior. And then there's the whole issue of said girlfriend. But things quickly go from dramatic to dangerous when a stranger comes to town. Dressed in a top hat and donning a cane, the man with luminescent grey eyes is always wherever Jeffrie is. At the courthouse, outside her girlfriend's, and even at work. But when she finally demands he stop stalking her "like a creep," her crappy break is knocked on its ass. The man is Mr. Midnight, the Voice of Death. And he's here for her. However, Jeffrie soon learns Mr. Midnight isn't here for her soul. He's here to enlist her as a Death Agent - whatever the Hell that is. As she tries to not-so-politely refuse, Jeffrie discovers the ultimate truth: No one can deny Death forever.

ON HOLD Rowan Nyx liked to play with fire. She ran towards the fire so others wouldn't have to. That's just who she was. She would always put others before herself. Danger and risk was what she lived for and she couldn't imagine it any other way. Growing up in the glades she was always faced with danger. But she managed. She had a happy childhood and things seemed to be improving in Starling City's worst area. Until the 1% decided to give up on them. Everything spiraled out of control and the fires that Rowan was once fascinated and drawn to -- burned her beyond repair. But from the ashes the Phoenix rose. And Rowan would never shy away from the fire again. Rowan liked to play with fire But Barry was lightning. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Flash or Arrow; all rights go to CW and DC comics! I however own Rowan and all her separate plot lines and other original characters.

These two were a couple literally out of this world. Due to Earth's standardized society, they might just have to adjust to that weird standard for couples in order to fit in. It wasn't a simple task though, with how very different their planet's customs were. Starling is used to being the dominating, independent, aggressive and rebellious one. She's considered the "boy" of the relationship. On the other hand, Cosmic is prim, proper, sassy and eloquent. He's what they call the "girl" of the relationship. With the mission to find the last royal blood-line of their destroyed home planet, they must find a way to fit in society. Or, would it be better for them to fight against those standards? Before all of this were to happen though, they must patch up their seriously broken relationship and of course, fix a few other million problems that hurdle their way along the journey. 2015-present© stxrblight

this is how it starts ✨ "you're a walking cliche, did you know that?" "oh yeah, well you're...asian." "what?" "you know!" ✨ extended summary inside

"The Blind God walks around me, and I feel my mind prodded again like it was in the cavern, a spider weaving a tangled web. "Would you do anything to be remembered, Ode, even play a villain, the one who rises against the Chosen One?" In answer, I draw my dagger and make a slight incision against my thumb. Blood drips down, hot against my flesh. I hold my hand out as an oath, a promise. My ghouls hiss, yearning to drink. "I would rather reign over darkness than grovel as a servant to the light." *FEMALE ROBIN HOOD MEETS ONE THOUSAND AND ONE NIGHTS* Ode Ngayoh is the only child of a bloodthirsty desert warlord. When the Blind God chooses her as champion, she's deemed a dark witch, a blemish against the Empire for her necromantic powers of summoning ghūls, the undead. Facing off against the prince and his handsome lover, Ode stands alone with the cursed god's favor. However, the more Ode defends the outcasts of the Empire, the more she finds herself being labelled a villain... (UPDATES DAILY) Highest Ranking Fantasy #16 on November 30, 2017 #1 in Dark Fantasy on July 13, 2018. #1 in Desert May 16, 2018 #6 in Kingdom COPYRIGHT 2017 BY SOPHIA WHITTEMORE. All Rights Reserved.

tie-dye (tī′dī′) : the process of using colored dyes to make a white shirt funky fresh

❝ 6 inch heels- she walked into the club like nobody's business. she murdered everybody and i was her witness ❞ inspired by beyoncé's "6 inch" [ undercase intended ]