Yolo Stories

Asha Deshpande, at 21, is pursuing her dreams. She's the picture of happy. After all, she has everything that everyone wants. Studying in one of the top universities, perfect clothes, social skills, friends. Everything about her screams happy. But no one sees the girl falling apart, the one who fights battles everyday and stays in bed way too long. Maybe no one ever will. Autumn Fredricksson, at 22, is the very girl society fears. Always the girl sitting at the corner of the classroom alone, everyone assumes she's the one who had terrible, tragic things happen to her. But in reality, Autumn is blooming. Her life couldn't be any better. She's learning how to take control of her parent's business, and her future is set doing something she loves. What happens when these two meet? --- yes the title is based off of hunger games TT

What do you do when the happy ending has passed, but the story is not over? When depts. are still unpaid? And the devil is on the lose?

amo hacer poemas y canciones asi que vamoh a ver que tal

What if two people love each other too much, They can't live without them? What if they fell so hard they can't move, with heartbeats beating in one. It means you're truly in love.. more like Madly in love

it's all for chuckles - i'm not on crack; i'm on school stress 😎👌 - bts crack fic

This story is about lost hopes in friendship and the struggles of the main character. The reader will watch character grow, develop as a person, meet different people and go places. "Fake smiles are not against the law" takes place in Europe and is written from the first point of view. I hope you like It (;

°•Writing from the present, Writing to the future•° All about me and is real. °~ Bad Grammer or spelling because of no editing~°

Barney and Bakugo have been dating for a year now. After a long year, their strict parents finally let them spend time together. What adventures will they do? Read to find out!

Embarrassment in high school is only the beginning of new friendships and budding crushes for Copland Andrews. Relationships like these though are the ones you never forget. They are the kind that make you rebel against everything you've ever known, they make you see the world in new light, they make you let go of the things holding you back, and most of all they make you truly live your life to the fullest for the very first time. ~*~ Parker Evans is the guy that lives for the moment and never regrets a thing. He's the guy your parents warn you about. He is a rebel, and so are his friends. He is "undisciplined," his music is "too loud," his life is "too free." He hears things like this all the time, though, they never seem to hold him back. Instead they push him further. To be even more wild and crazy, to play his music even louder, and to live as free as he possibly can. Just to prove a point to the word..... HE IS NOT A SLAVE TO SOCIETY! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SLOW UPDATES!!! I'm sorry!!! BUT the more comments and like I get the faster the chapters come because it truly does give me confidence to write more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ON HOLD I have but this story on hold for editing purposes. As soon as I feel the story is up to my standards I will repost it.

Hi Guys!!! Audri here! I have no idea what to write about so I'm going to make a long list of ideas to write about and put some in the comments below!!! Thx! P.S I saw some people starting to read my story like,

After the break, The blue lock boys are back at it again, The fight; the conquest to be the best striker in the world. Read more to find out what happens next! XD - Itoshisslut

⋆ Emily Heartwood is hopelessly in love with her classmate, Vincent Zaphyr. Only if it was just a fleeting crush. Talking about Vincent - he is not that typical popular guy. Not a sportsperson. Doesn't have any friends. Not a bright student. Not a charmer. Not very outgoing. Nothing special. For an outsider, Vincent does not possess any of the above qualities to be loved one-sidedly. But there's something special about Vincent that has Emily under his spell for the last 5 years. And all these, just for Vincent - who has a girlfriend. ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Melody Darkheart was raised to be elegant, girly, and altogether perfect. The one problem was that she wasn't anything like that. She loves colorful hair and punk clothes. Her mother wouldnt allow her to wear those types of clothes until she was a teenager. On her 16th birthday she dyed her hair and changed her style. She finally thought she could be free to be herself, but her parents wouldn't accept the new her and she was bullied at school. Even when she was crying alone in in her room she always believed that someone would come save her from all if the terror that was her life. That person, was Peter Pan.

"This party is rocking isnt it?!" "i was... until you came along!!" i shrug at him. "Whatever! hey! are you excited for tomorrow?!" he gives me that one wicked smile that sends goose bumps all over my body. "more than just excited!" i smirk at him! -------------- "SHHHHHH!! You guys!! shut your mouths! " i tell these stupid people who are acting like forth graders that just found out what is the meaning of a prank! "wait! are you sure that was apple juice that you added?!" Jacob whisper yells Luke eho was holding a bottle. "No!! i added A LOT of alcohol to his drink! " he grins wide enough for you to dee his perfectly white set of teeth! "woah ho ho!! this is getting better and better!!" i tell them excitedly.... Pranking the principle is so much fun isnt it?! ;) ----------- i am Casey Darling, and i am proud to tell you that i am a prankster. yes i am ! the most simple defination of prank is breaking rules. after breaking a hella rules, jumping off cliffs and planes (yes! dont ask me about it), laughing, crying a little, chasing here and there, bringing heart rates up, having a lot of action I ( romantically and physically) i am finally here in my wedding dess standing in front of the eiffel tower in paris! Wanna know how i got here?? join me on my crazy ride of pranks and parties and lots and lots of craziness to know!!!

It's cold...but I like the cold, she did too. I miss her. Her hair, her smile the way she could cheer up a room up without much effort. Her eyes, how pretty they looked in the sun. Her glasses how they would fog up when she was cooking. I loved her. I really did. Ella that was her name. My one love who left me a child and an empty hole in my heart.

Un rantbook où je pourrais écrire de la merde à tout vas et sans retenues.