Taylormomsen Stories

When Klaus killed Katherine's family, he didn't know that one of them would not stay dead. He certainly didn't know that she was different than the rest of them. That was because Aleksandra Petrova was his daughter.

So, don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough And the road gets tough, I don't know why

And to think my life couldn't get any more hectic. My parents could care less about me, my best friend Andy Biersack moved to England, I'm questioning my sexuality and I just started sophomore year in high school. Ugh. Sorry, where are my manors? I haven't introduced myself. My name is Oliver Sykes but I like to be called Oli.

Alex has one rule for herself -absolutely no boys- when she is faced with the most difficult decision will she break her rule or stick by it???

❝Seriously? You've been pulling a Hannah Montana on us and the rest of the world?❞ Carter Scott is just a normal girl at the Palm Woods... or at least, that's what everyone thinks. By day, she's quiet and completely under the radar-but by night, she's Michaela, the rising pop star and face of Dream Angels Dream. No one can know they're the same person. Not her friends, not the world... and definitely not Kendall Knight. But when Big Time Rush crashes into her life and Kendall starts getting a little too close, Carter's perfectly balanced double life begins to fall apart. Because keeping a secret is hard... but keeping her heart out of it? Even harder. The Double Life Copyright © 2020 by cherriasian

Candice Kain, aka Candy Cane, is an agent of a secret organization of spies. A mad scientist by the name of Finkelstein thinks he can create life, so Candy and her partner need to stop him from making Mary W. Shelley's book come to life. ((NOT A HORROR STORY! IT'S ACTUALLY IN THE ACTION CATEGORY!))

"And I love New York." Nate let out a laugh. He took a sip of champagne, his blue eyes sparkling as he stared out at the skyline ahead. "What?" She asked, resting her elbow on the balcony railing. He shook his head and flashed his winning smile, effortlessly sliding a hand around her waist. "You used to hate New York," he said, "but now you don't want to be anywhere else." She grinned at him and blushed, suddenly feeling like she was back in high school. "I love New York because I love you," she said to him. "To me, you're New York." ••• Nate Archibald x OC Season 2 -

"Ryder, you're my nicotine; As weird as it sounds, I think I'm addicted to you."

Kendall kept to herself and hid from her past in anyway possible. But when Liam Paye comes and mixes her all up. She feels a way she never has before and her scary past comes back to haunt her to the point Liam is the only one who can save her from herself. Can he save her? Or will she fall in to deep in her guilt and fears to be able to love again or even move on? Find out in Save You Tonight!!!

Taylor and Mark have a secret for the band...

Taylor Green is a 17 year old girl from the west of England and when a Founder of a small scale music production company sees her performing at her schools summertime show he falls in love with the Rock of her voice and wants to sign her. One problem... The founder is her biggest haters boyfriends dad...

Taylor Momsen is a big fan of placebo and brian molko is a fan of the pretty reckless. one night they meet at placebo's concert and things change when they start to have feelings for eachother. (First ever taylor momsen and brian molko fanfic on wattpad)

All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who more Gotta get back to beautiful ☆ where I post some new faces so you can find the star of your story ☆

"Dude, I think I'm in love with you" ----

I am a factory girl won't you pardon me....

-- The closer streetlights continued to turn on then off, with the figure under them until the one second closest to me turned on, then off. I slowly backed up, my heart was pounding out of my chest. Then the streetlight closest, only a few feet away from me flickered on. The figure was there. It slowly extend it's arms and crawled towards me at a running pace, loudly clicking it's tongue as it was coming towards me. -- These past few weeks I've had a series of disturbing dreams. All of them have connections and go in order chronologically. After what happened with that figure last night, and the awful nightmare that followed, I'm pondering if there is some sort of connection I'm unaware about. As I layed unconscious last night, I stood in the middle of a fog covered forest. The dark red sky rain blood. A crowd of faceless figures emerged from the fog walking in crooked patterns. The bell of the tower standing in front of me struck, as I heard a voice whispering 3-13, 3-13, 3-13...

"I'd be Elvis," he answered quickly, exhaling his smoke to the cloud-polluted skies, ending off with a dashing grin that would forever be ebbed into my mind. "Definitely not Elvis!" I objected and he chuckled, "because, y'know, you don't swing your hips like he does." "You haven't seen me," Alex smirked with a titled head and handed the Dunhill back to me. He walked off and left me with a goofy smile that I wasn't going to get rid of until I planted it against his breathtaking face.

The worst things in life come free to us - Ed Sheeran