Unwritten Stories

Delilah Woods, a 16 year old you-tuber who lives in New York City. Due to her mom's death, she was forced to move in with her aunt, all the way in Australia. There is where she met a tall, handsome blonde boy. Both, not knowing where they stand in life, find their way to where they do. But then they soon found out about the heartbreak that came along with following your dreams. With their future remaining unwritten, it's up to them to choose which path they go in. COPYRIGHT © 2015 XOXOBROOKEXOXO

The year is 2056, and there is a plague that swipes the world into four groups. The "Wants", the "Givers", the "Helpers", and the "Gloomers". Meredith Heresy is a part of this plague, and is desperately in love with "He", the two were split into to two different groups, and can only communicate in by writing. If you love books with dystopian governments, with a hint of romance and sappy love letters this is the book for you.

pieces of poems i have yet to write stand alone couplets

~ Remember that you are never a burden And when the sky breaks out crying In the darkest moments of your life Never forget to dance in the rain ~ [Updates Tuesdays and Fridays weekly.]

16 year old Ami Dunelle is a slut. She follows the unwritten rules for slags, and is quite happy with the way her life is. She's got an awesome dad who loves her, and a best friend she couldn't live without. But one very unexpected visitor and her request tips her whole summer - possibly even her life - upside down. Will she be able to cope? More importantly - will she be able to follow the rules 'till the end, or will she find the perfect someone worth breaking them for?...

what I wished I told you in that moment

Hello. I'm Julie Dwyer, or a 'writer in process'. If you asked me, i'd probably tell you that those book publishers are talking bull. But, nonetheless, i'm forced to go through a crash course in professional writing in threats of not publishing my book which is what i am trying to accomplish for a long time. So i've moved to London, so i could go to my classes. But, i'm pretty sure that there wasn't any meeting of the biggest boy bands in the world on my schedule. A band which, to be honest i don't even like. And meeting the blond one....Yeah, so not much too pleasurable.

This is a list of every story in my drafts that I will be writing at some point, as well as a place for me to post updates and announcements.

Poems that I make up as life passes by my eyes! From all my heart- hope you like them <3 :3

This is poetry written for Martina (not gonna add the last name for privacy reasons ofc) about Martina and involving her just the same, All poems are related tho 1,2,8,13,20 are very descriptive and not wholly tied to the story that runs through the other poems tho it does through 8 and 13 somewhat 1,2 are totally excluded from it as at first this poetry line was meant to only be 2 parts which were the first 2

When Aarav downloads Wattpad, he expects stories, not screams. But late at night, his notifications begin to glow with messages from a user who doesn't exist. Each ping rewrites the very story he's working on-dialogue changing, endings twisting, characters bleeding through the screen. And one voice keeps repeating: "You promised me a life." Now, Aarav must decide: Will he silence the ghost forever, or finally write the story that was begging to be told? A one-shot thriller where every word might be your last.

Poems I never published because words are permanent and we were too wishy washy to be anything more than temporary.

"It's my fault for falling for the guy who will never notice me, the guy who just can't see me." a donny pangilinan fanfiction JUNE 3 2017

One story. Two lives. When a mysterious package lands on Jane's doorstep, she's quick to see what lies inside. Yet, little does she know that the story inside will forever change her. It will break her. Strip her down to the very soul, and build her back up even strong than before.

This is a book I'll never finish. It's filled with my burning feelings about "him" and "her" I will never reveal who they are. Just doing that whole "pronoun game". I'm a person that's hard to understand.