Late Stories

Sometimes I still wonder if meeting you that night was a beautiful mistake or the only moment in my life that ever felt completely real. A part of me wants to move on and leave everything behind - the cold midnight air, the music, the empty roads, the sunrise we watched together. But another part of me keeps replaying every second, wishing I had taken a different route that night... or maybe wishing I never did. I don't know if memories like ours are meant to be forgotten or treasured forever. All I know is that some nights stay with you long after the person is gone.

Catra and Adora were best friends as little kids. Then Adora moved, and even when Catra started going to the same school as her in high school, things were different. That is, until Catra visits Adora late one night. Maybe this is the beginning of something new?

This story is not just about love. It's about the kind of love that comes too late. About the words we don't say, the time we think we have, and the people we assume will always stay. Elena and Adrian's story is not perfect. It's quiet, painful, and real. If you've ever waited for someone to notice you... If you've ever loved someone silently... This story is for you.

Ayra Khan. Ek anonymous writer jiske words hazaron logon ko touch karte the... lekin asli Ayra ko koi nahi jaanta tha. Har raat woh apni feelings poetry aur small posts mein likh deti thi. Phir ek din, ek unknown reader ne uske har lafz ko sirf padha nahi... mehsoos kiya. @SilentReader. Ek stranger jo uski har post ka reply karta tha jaise woh uske dil ki awaaz sun sakta ho. Late night conversations, unsaid feelings aur words ke beech shuru hui ek connection... lekin internet ke peeche chupa har insaan waise nahi hota jaisa woh dikhta hai. Kya hoga jab feelings usernames se zyada real ho jaayengi?

Random scenarios that are in my head.

Phone calls between a girl and her best friend's brother. ~~ Used to be a one shot, but the original story it was a one shot for ('Late Night Phone Calls' by a user named vinyl-) got deleted.

[This book will be published by Random House in September 2013 in paperback and ebook format. This is a sample of the first fifteen unedited chapters.] They say that the higher you climb, the harder you fall - and Madison Clarke will do anything to keep her new life from crumbling to pieces. Moving from a small town in Maine to Florida, Madison Clarke grasps the opportunity to reinvent herself. Because that's what people do, right? Madison just wants to forget about those days of being a lonely, loser outcast, and jumps at the chance when the popular kids decide to take her under their wing. A hot boyfriend, parties, friends... If only there wasn't the slight problem by the name of Dwight, a cute, funny and totally nerdy guy in Madison's physics class who she can't help but enjoy spending time with. Running from her past and stumbling through the present, who knows what lies ahead in this new life in Florida?

When Hawk and Zach Callahan arrive to start a new life in the wilds of Alaska they find the first challenge is just getting to the small town of Salmon Run. But, Alaska has more in store for them. Such as a massive aurora, the Solar Express train shutting down the middle of nowhere... and then there is the alien spaceship hidden beneath the ice and snow...

X becomes a magical girl! Along with some of their other friends..

Lilith Anderson hates her life and is ready to escape. She never expected that escape to come in the form of a world that is somehow even more upside-down than the one she left behind.

(No. 2: Too Little Too Late series) DISCLAIMER: all rights of the Harry Potter universe and all characters (except Layla) belong to JK Rowling and not me. ~ Layla has been gone for 19 years. Dead. Or so everyone thought. The potters are dead. Sirius is in Askaban. Peter is dead. Remus is poor and unemployed. Marlene is dead. Alice has been tortured into insanity. Harry is in his third year at school. What happens when Sirius is back and Layla comes out of hiding? Will their love rekindle? It's never too late...

Writing southpark related stuff

When Hailey is publicly broken up with in front of the people she thought were her friends, she finds solace and safety with Jonas. The guy she never really paid attention to. A tattoo artist and not fond of Steve, her ex, Jonas becomes her confidant and closest friend. Together, they spend nights and days with each other healing her broken heart and only with Jonas, can she feel herself starting to learn to trust again. Maybe even love again.

Just late night writings from when I let my thoughts wander.

"why are you up so late?"

Something for the late nights.

A Louis Tomlinson One Shot. Tabby is running late for work again but stops at starbucks for what she thinks to be a quick coffee break. She then catches the eye of the new clerk, Louis Tomlinson, and they hit it off.

Emeri Cariter is in the year 2626 known as the death year. Eurasia and America are at war, with the help of Canada and Mexico. While all hell breaks loose in the streets, Emeri and some other people are secretly working on the EPP, a project that will stop the war. But, some people will stop at NOTHING to get in their way. Can they stop the war before the team is brutally murdered? Cover Credit to: Faiths_Light13

(I wrote this when I was 12 and I remember thinking "Queen Bee w/ a perfect life dates star football player" would be the perfect base for a story.) -------- Alexandra Reed has a normal life. Friends to shop at the mall with, a kick-ass sister and mom, a boyfriend who loves her to the moon and back, and a grade point average that's never been less than 3.4. Nothing really special. Healthy, straight teeth, long, curly, bright-red hair, and a reputation at her school which says, 'Don't mess with me, or I mess with your life.' A perfect boyfriend. Perfect friends. The perfect daughter. What if one day, the perfect boyfriend breaks up with you? What if one day, loyal friends stab you in the back? What if one day, the perfect daughter goes missing?

late nights and lonely thoughts..