"He's lucky I let him live!" He kicks the chair he was sitting on, "I can't stand the thought of anyone hurting you." He takes slow steady steps towards me and I realise I've no where to escape to. Before I can comprehend what to do, his chest is blocking my view and his scent is tampering with my sanity. ***** There's not much going on in Maya's life and with her cousin moving out, she's certain life will only continue to be boring. The plan is to stick to routine and go on with life, continously escaping to fictional worlds and focusing on school. Mason's the new kid across the street who just seems to have trouble following him. His plan is to keep his head down and his dark, dangerous world a secret. When Maya finds herself entangled in his secret world, Mason's forced to do everything in his power to protect her. Amidst boxing lessons and impromptu road trips to safe houses, a little spark starts to fly.

Summer Jones doesn't have a perfect life - a crazy half family, dropping grades and absolutely no idea on what she's doing in life. This tomboy has no care in the world about anything except her sleep, food and loved ones. In that order (or not). But someone's about to crash that scale of preference and make her mind even crazier. Caleb Anderson seemed to have a perfect life. He had the looks, the crazy psycho girls running behind him and amazing soccer skills. What more could he need, right? Wrong. All he needed was a wild Summer Jones to spice his life up and all she needed was an arrogant Caleb Anderson to show her how to live fully in life. Would these two completely independent people, go past their hatred for each other and depend on that one chance brought to them? *** "I just got started. Wait and watch how I ruin your entire existence." He narrows his eyes at me, challenging me to come at him. "Are you sure you didn't just walk into the wall when you were young? You seem to have had your head hit pretty bad considering the consequential brain cells loss." I say while crossing my arms over my chest to get my point across. "Take care of those heavy words, blondie. You might just have to pay for them." That seemed to anger him so I smirked even more, despite him calling me blondie. Trust me, I've got that a lot. "It's okay, I anyways don't deal with cheap stuff like you." I throw him the most sarcastic smile I could ever muster. Told you it's a love-hate relationship. A humorous non-cliché story with absolute madness, relatable characters, lots of laughter and lots of conflicting emotions from Summer and Caleb. Warning: contains some abusive content. Written by a 16-year-old who has no idea on how to write all this. Promise it gets better after a few chapters :) *** Ranked #1 in badboy on 13/11/2019 #1 in summer #7 in #teenfiction #2 in #hateatfirstsight #1 in Caleb

*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr

{COMPLETED} SPIN-OFF OF 'Stalker Girl'. CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE TOO. ....................................................................................... "Awww... How's Mrs. Cross? Still considered sending you off for adoption or leaving you in a farm?" "What?" "Oh, you know, I may have given her some brochures about adoption agencies and some farms, when we were in grade 1." "You were the one who sent them? I should have known. Who would be jealous of a perfect guy like me? My mom got the best deal." "Yeah yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night. How is she? She's so sweet. She sent me new dolls after someone..... had a weird urge to start a butchery, using my dolls, near the swing set." "Sovvyyyyy!" "Your baby voice won't get you anywhere, honey." "Ohhh, did someone call me honey? Baby, I'll be the honey to your pancakes." "Ew! No thank you! Oh, I have to go. The pizza guy is here and he's so cute and so swee-" "Oh... um... ok." *muffled* "Yes, I'm coming. Get out of my room before I sell you to Pervy Joe. I won't get much money, but at least I'll get rid of you, Caleb." *Chuckling* "Is Caleb your brother?" *laughing* "Yeah, he's so crazy but It's impossible not to love him." "Who's Pervy Joe?" "He's this guy on our street. He's such a weirdo. Caleb's kind of scared of him." *laughing* "Oh, poor little guy." *chuckling* "Yeah. I better go. Bye Kyler!" "See you tomorrow!" *BEEP BEEP* ----------------------------------------------------------------- Polar opposites She's the nerd. He's the bad boy. But they do have something in common... They hate each other. (9-OCT-2018 Previously known as COOKIE THIEVES AND CREAM CHEESE ) PUBLISHED AND COMPLETED -27/4/2018

[NOT COMPLETE AND WILL NOT BE FINISHING] It was a seemingly normal school life for Sarah. She had good friends, decent grades... and a crush. Duh. However, things change this regular schedule for Sarah after her friend, Bella, reveals that her 2 year crush now has a girlfriend. While coping with all this new information, Sarah is suddenly invited to more parties, involved in more drama, and befriending even more people! School seems to get interesting every day. Trouble always follows behind, however, with problematic students getting in the way of things. Keep in mind, they do all this whilst preparing for an epic school drama production! So, does Sarah end up winning over her crush somehow? I don't know, really. I mean, how do you think it ended when the person you have a crush on has a girlfriend already? Simple, just pure chaos. ___________________________________________ Based on true events. WARNING: CRINGE CONTENTTT😭 Cover art made by BillioBerry (Yeah, that's right. That beautiful cover was made using my goofy-ahh hands.) 》Started: March 23rd, 2023 》Finished: Who knows? This could go on forever... (jk, no, I'm definitely gonna end this sh!t, just not as soon.) •~|Achievements|~• #3 in Hangout (26/03/23) #1 in Hangout (23/09/23) #298 in boys (29/12/23) #39 in besties (29/12/23) #194 in Teenager (20/01/24)

I stepped forward and asked, "Where do you want me?" It took me a second to realize what I just said. Shit! I placed a hand on my crimson face and muttered, "Get your head out of the gutter! You know what I meant." He laughed, his voice sounded hoarse and deep even when he's laughing. I peeked at him from the gap I made between my fingers. He was close. So close. He grabbed my hand and took me to the bed. Damn! It did sound sexy. His shirt was loose. Too large for me, and it hung on me like a cloth hung on a hanger. He sat on the bed, criss crossed and pulled me to him. ♡♡♡♡♡ The thing about love is... its unpredictable. Even when you don't want love, it just happens. Cassandra is your typical anti-social tomboy where Easton is your black leather jacket high school bad boy. Cassandra and her siblings arrive at Brinkley mansion hoping the year to get by quickly so they can be back with their dad. But then they meet Easton who has a different plan for them. The to-be sole heir of Brinkley Inc., rude, party lover, filled with nothing but rage for the invaders in his house, becomes determined to bring the truth out to world about his father by making the lives of Cassandra and her siblings living hell. Cassandra is not supposed to fall in love with someone like Easton who not only doesn't want her here but also isn't even available. Join these two teens in their journey to find what's right kind of love, or is there even a righteousness to love? ☆ Copyright 2020 @Books_and_nerds (DestinyK.) ADDED TO THE "LOVE, ACTUALLY" READING LIST BY YOUNG ADULT ON WATTPAD! _________ ☆ I DO NOT OWN THE BOOK IMAGE OR ANY OF THE PICTURES IN THIS BOOK. -THANK YOU ☆ I DID MAKE THE BOOK COVER MYSELF (THANKS TO CANVA) ☆ DO NOT copy my hard work. The rules just became more strict and WATTPAD polices are very clear about it.

We all thought Scömìche was real in 2017, but 2018 changed it all. They have boyfriends, the are not roommates, they are separated. Will their friendship survive? Will they miss each other? It all started with one stupid lie. -------------------------------------------- All story is based on "real social media" life, but it is my imagination. Please have in mind that nothing probably happened like I wrote and I love all characters in it. The main character is Mitch Grassi, but you will be able to look at Scott's mind also. When you are Scott Hoying, your lines are written in bold and cursive script. I AM GRATEFUL FOR ADVICES, IDEAS AND COOPERATION WITH @fcutemuc !!! My thanks goes to @R3ad3r1 - my mentor!

"Damnit, Jensen, listen to yourself - follow your heart? What kind of fucking Disney movie do you think this is-" "That's your problem right there, Mish. You think only Disney characters deserve a happy ending. You're not fair to yourself 'cause you don't think that fairytale shit happens to real people in real life, but it can. We had that kind of thing, Mish, you and I. We had it, for a time-" "Just shut up," Misha hisses, almost pleadingly. "You don't know what you're talking about." Part of me is tempted to give in, to drop this touchy subject and just enjoy the rest of the walk. It would be easier. But I care too much about him to let it go, even if it costs me my peace for the evening. "I'm talking about how you need to start doing what's right for you for a change. You think plenty about your wife and your children and your parents and your fans, but when was the last time you considered what you needed? What about what you want, Mish? You've got everything else worked out, but who's gonna look out for that?" #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #14 - destiel Sequel to "Nobody Sees, Nobody Knows {Cockles}"

"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked. "No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer. And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless. "This isn't funny, Tyler." "It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me." I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things." *** When you think that all is not lost in the world. That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad. When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel. When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was... It turns around and bites you in the ass. When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be... It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path. Can you change what happened? I wish. Can you stop what's going to happen? God! I really hope so.

"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.