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*True story* I shouldn't have to be scared to go to school. I shouldn't have to write a note to my family just in case something happens. I shouldn't have to have a panic attack everytime the fire alarm goes off. It keeps me wondering why the world has to be like it is. I'm afraid to tell my stalker to leave me alone. I'm afraid of the boy who talks to himself in the hallways. I'm afraid of the rumors of a threat being spread. I'm afraid for my friends lives. I'm afraid for my own. I'm afraid of the threats.…
Will Emily ever find true love? She seems so young, but she is really 127 years old. Her brother's are Damon and Stephan Salvatore, but will they ever find out that their sister is still alive? Will Emily fall in love with an original? Will she find a way to look older than her 5 year old self? Will she ever get a chance to grow up? Keep reading and find out.…
Hi, I'm Riley. I was only 14 when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. My best friend Fiona was always there by my side. When ever I needed to talk, she was there. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, she was the one I could run to. That was, until she had to move. Everything went to hell the day she moved. I needed her, and she couldn't be there. My sister Jessica, was all the way across the country with her husband in France, and my dad left us when I was only 11. Now I'm 15, and my mom is still fighting cancer. She looks so weak, and I can hardly stand to see her like that. Fiona still hasn't come back, and things just aren't going right. Highschool is crap, and I only have few friends. They are not the same as Fiona though. No one could ever replace her. I need you right now Fiona. Where have you gone?…
RyanHer golden eyes are the suns in unknown galaxies like her lips which have yet to be discovered. Stars fallen upon her rosy cheeks and scattered across her nose. Skin like freshly fallen snow, soft and beautiful yet freezing cold.She shivers as my hand grazes her cheek. Her sunny eyes melting the ice in mine, yet I continue to stare. Her lips twitch into a soft, precious smile. The universe, frozen in time as humanity discovers a world outside of its own. Worlds colliding, crashing into each other. My lips and hers, together as if it were always meant to happen.The world, at least, my world will never be the same. We part, and it's easy to tell that things had changed. Her eyes fluttering open like the sun peaking through the clouds.The ice continues to melt. Her face quickly warms to spring, and roses bloom on her cheeks. She gracefully pushes her silky brown locks out of her face. Her hair in waves like the ocean, falling softly behind her ear.Her eyes shine up into the crystal blue oceans in mine. My sandy hair shinning golden as the sun glared through the window behind us, that being the only thing lighting up the empty stairwell.I looked down at the small, beautiful girl in front of me. I glanced at her plump, cotton candy colored lips. They quivered, as, she had never felt the sensation of someone's lips being on her own until just precious moments ago."Ryan" she spoke in such an angelic way. I looked quickly up from her lips, and into her sunny eyes, which had been staring at me this whole time."Justine" I replied quietly, calling out her beautiful name, that of which sounds as angelic as her voice."Ryan. I-I love you." She spoke out to me once more, before falling into my chest, wrapping her small, fragile arms around my waist. Almost immediately I embraced her in my arms, resting my head upon hers, whispering back five sweet words. "I love you too Justine."Justine"I-I love you" I whispered. God this is going to hurt so much when its over.…
Okay guys so i need help writing a book. I have the worst writers block and i can't think of anything so maybe you could help me with some ideas and maybe even critique some of my work? I would really love your opinion and where you think the story should go. I want to know what readers want to read!!! Thank you xoxo alyssa…
We are expected to be the best, since that is what we claim to be.Claim. We claim to be the best. But we are not. We are nowhere near the best, but I am not to say anything but what I've been trained and coached to say. I am not to speak of the flaws, the cruelty, the horror of what it is to be a "leader", of what it is to be a part of something so awful. We are supposed to be feared, so we do things that induces that fear. We do things, unimaginable things, things you would never try nor want to imagine. If I were to ever speak like this, voice my opinion aloud, I would be disowned and killed for treason. Cole and I are the future of this country. At least that is what everyone is supposed to believe. In reality, my mother and father hold the throne while my cousins hold me captive, keeping me "in line", reporting my every actions back to the council. They have always been suspicious of me, and might I say, they have a right to be.…
Yales Pov.Her name was Cleo. She was absolutely perfect. She had this beautiful pink hair. As the wind would whistle, her hair would flow behind her. That's when I discovered she had the most beautiful icy blue eyes. The light had once glistened off of those beautiful eyes as I saw my own in them. I could still feel the touch of her hand against my skin, her eyes staring deep into my soul, her words soothing me into a deep, passionate kiss. Her soft lips against mine was like heaven, but my angel had been taken away. I bet you've been wondering why I keep talking in past tense, so I'll tell you. I'll tell you the story of how I lost my angel.…
WARNING! This story involves abuse, self harm, thoughts of suicide, and sexual assault. Please do not read if any of these could trigger you!The definition of Emberlynn Marie Jacobbs: A Monster, Laughing stalk, Loner, Sadness that spreads like wildfire. Well, at least that's what everyone else thought. You never really know someone until you spend a day in their shoes. You don't know how it feels to go through her pain. After her sister died, her mother abandoned her. She left her with the drunken batard whom she must call father. You don't know how it feels to be beaten day after day, and day after day have to hide the bruises and scars. No one knows how bad she has it. They just add onto the pain. People pass her in the halls, shoving her into the lockers because she is simply the most vulnerable. They call her names and taunt her about her past. Everytime she thinks about what happened, what happened to her sister, she dies even more inside. She screams to be let free from the pain, until one day she has had enough. All she has to do is pull the trigger. She hesitates, waits just one more day and meets her first love. How will this affect her? Will things ever get better in her future? She doesn't know, and right now, she doesn't care either. All she has ever wanted was to be loved, to be cared for. Now that she has it, will she lose it? Will she find out who she really is, who she was meant to be? Or will she waste it? Will she go back to the thing she does best? Cutting and self hate, that's all she knows. She knows nothing more other than she is worthless. No one has ever called her beautiful, never made her feel like she belonged. Never saw her smile or laugh. She has always been alone until now.…
*Spoilers if you haven't started 7th season*Hi, Im Jamie Salvatore, my life has been a mess since I was adopted by my abusive 'mother' Tris. My friends would always ask about the bruises, but I would just make up some excuse. One day, I finally had enough. I ran away from home, packing a few bags for along the way. That's when I met Katerina Petrova. She seemed nice at first, that is, until she killed me and left me in a ditch to rot. Fortunately, I met a nice man named Niklaus Mikealson. He kept me safe. I didn't realise until after I became a vampire, that he had healed me with his blood. Now, I am out on a search to find my parents, Stefan Salvatore and Valerie Tulle.My life has been a living hell since I met them. People are out to get me for reasons I don't know, I was nearly killed by them several times, and my ex wants to get back together with me. Did I mention that his name is Elijah Mikealson? Well, anyway, I am a vampire and this is my story.…
Bullying stories.I'll start off with my bullying experiences. I hope that you will share yours with me too. You can either comment on this book or message me on my page. You don't have to list names or anything. I hope to get up to 20 different stories at least. Thanks for reading, and stand up to bullying.…
The great war of 2016 was one of the greatest tragedies that this school has ever experienced. Two classes went up against each other in an epic battle, where they not only used their fists, but their minds. What will happen when the Honors class upsets the AP class. Things are going to get bad, they are going to get bad real quick. Just imagine the mind games and fist fights. At one point, the teachers made the 'lucky' mistake of placing the two classes together for one huge debate. How will this end? Will it ever end? Read on and find out.…
