All of us humans are full of evil deeds, all of us plant our evil seeds. And every once in a while, a dark angel reaps debt from one innocent of such misdeeds. Vengeance came knocking on my door, and who was I to say it was lost. It came embedded in a man so painfully beautiful, I was almost tempted to drink from Death's cup. They say Helen had a face that launched a thousand ships, I apparently had one that'd make me pay for another's sins.…
"You walk around like you don't need anyone, yet, you crave for some human companionship," he smirks down at me as he cages my body against the wall with his arms. "And you act like you have the world in your hands when in reality it's crumbling around you," I retort with an unwavering gaze. I'm tired of people thinking that I can be intimidated whenever, labeling me as if I'm just another product on the shelf. Do you have to walk around in life with a label on your forehead determining who you're going to be? "Deep down, you want me, I can see it in your eyes, you crave me," he strokes my cheek with his knuckles. What the hell is he supposed to be, a snickers chocolate bar? 'You crave me,' do I look like Edward Cullen to him? "And you can just go fuck yourself," I pull my face away before kneeing him in the crotch. That's right Mr. Bad Boy, not every girl falls at your feet. Avery Thaller and Jericho Santana, two people living in a world full of cliques and clichés suddenly clash by the hands of fate, or by an overly conceited bad boy that thinks he can get whatever he wants when he wants it. She's fine living life without the baggage that comes with people, he wants to be noticed. They hate each other, don't understand the other, but why do they keep crossing paths no matter how hard she tries not to? Why do the clique leaders continue to pursue this 'nobody'? Could this bad boy be falling for someone so average?…
"You may now kiss the bride," the priest declares and I turn to face the man in front of me. I force a smile onto my face as he leans in, and try not to upchuck that shot of Tequila I drank in order to go through with this. Coercion, that's how I got to the front of the altar in the old traditional white dress. With over a hundred guests, half which I don't even know their name, staring at us with awe on their faces. An outside wedding, a beautiful ring, everything any girl out there would've wanted, so why am I trying not to empty the contents of my stomach as my new husband's lips connect with mine? I didn't want any of this with him, the conniving blue eyed bastard with a voice that can melt anyone. He forced me. Yep, Roman Ferrar forced me into marrying him by putting the stakes too high for me to deny. He strolled into the hospital room with that damn Armani suit and smirk on his face, making the offer of a lifetime. Well, that was until I figured out what the cost to such a generous offer would be. Unfortunately, it was an offer I could not decline, or should I say he wouldn't let me decline. Putting all types of obstacles in my way, making it impossible for me to even breathe, until I said 'I do'. Now, I'm Ember Ferrar, and I want my freedom. Even if it takes killing my new husband, Till Death Do Us Part, right?…
Six years have gone by for our favorite gang of quirky friends. They've had their ups and downs, even their happily-ever-afters, but that doesn't mean that ever-after stays happy all the time. Khloe and Drew are now looking after their seven year old daughter, Lucy, whom they love more than anything in the world. But, things aren't so great for the previously adorable couple. Khloe is now holding grudges, anger and pain all aimed towards Drew, who broke her heart two years ago when he decided to end it all. She's now forced to paint a pretty smile on her face for the sake of her little angel, Lucy. Yep, she can definitely handle living under the same roof with the guy who stole her heart, set her on fire, then turned it all to ashes. Note the sarcasm. Drew is hanging onto his decision that setting Khloe free was the best thing for the both of them. If only his heart and body would get with the program, that would be great. But every time his eyes land on Khloe he can't control the torrent of emotions that hit him like a freight train. He's doing it all for her, she wouldn't approve of who he is now. He'd rather harbor his love for her secretly and keep her at his side, than distort her image of him. Then why is it so damn hard to watch her smile at anyone else? Every time she lashes out at him all he wants to do is shut her up. With his lips. So, being friends should be easy. Right?…
I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?…
What happens when you accidentally clash with the scariest thing in your life? A killer? No. A zombie? Think again. A vampire? Worst. Michael Myers? Pft, you wish. London Peters is the type of girl to get along with everybody, well almost. There is a certain group of people that she steers clear of. Why, is she afraid? On the contrary, they should watch out for her. She's not the 'beware' type but you do not want to get on her bad side. Is she in love with one of them? Not in a million years. Who are we even talking about? Oh yeah, The Venomous Six. The Venomous Six is a group of the school's bad boys. The guys hate them but secretly admire them. The girls die for their attention. All but one, London Peters. Hate is too weak a word to describe her dislike to this elite group of guys. Unbeknownst to them she knows their dirty little secret. Why does she avoid them? Besides her hatred she does not want to be lured into their trap like all the other girls. Oh, did I forget to mention they are the six hottest guys in school. She is certain she will never fall for one of them that would be her nightmare come to life. London thinks she's stayed under the radar but what she doesn't know is that The Venomous Six know about her. I mean how could you not know the only girl that does not fawn over them. To her disgrace, Aiden, the leader, is very much attracted to her. What happens when fate puts these two together? Can London ignore the fire that Aiden seems to ignite? After all he is one tempting poisoned apple. Will she have a taste of this Sweet Poison?…
A short story of the struggles of a teenage girl in modern day society.…
Delve into the tale of a couple of teens finding themselves in a crazy filled world. Follow their journey in a quirky high school where nothing is as it seems. Rosaline Elliot, red haired beauty whose attitude matches her hair, has trouble following the rules. Instead of focusing on the near future she has an affinity for the past. What kinds of trouble will her slight obsession of vintage, chocolate and James Dean bring her? Lucas Pier, former golden boy, king of his last high school is a bit disgruntled of having being uprooted into a crazy little town. Hating the fact that he has to start all over again in a different place he steps foot into Belleview High School, and oh so wishes he could turn back. He thought that his athletic abilities could get him at the top of the food chain once again, but this school is a bit unconventional. Retro meets jock, badass meets hard head, golden boy meets vixen. What happens when these two clash? Can amendments be made before death threats are followed through? Can they surpass your everyday teenage drama while still finding themselves into the world they’re about to be thrust upon?…
(The sequel to Sweet Poison, advised to read first. Nah, you can go ahead and experience the thrill of going against the rules and read. Everything will be explained here.)You followed the story of London, the guys and the girls, now this is the result of the Sweet Poison unions. That’s right Toxic Teens. Follow the journey on Tainted Drive, oh that’s right, well our previous couples have their own street now. Tainted Drive, a place not many dare go to. Jayden Anders, a bad boy who doesn’t like to listen. He’s your typical player that has you taking your clothes off with one smirk. There are only two women in the world that have been able to put him in his place, his mom and his enemy. Annabelle Sanders, outspoken teen, a bit stubborn and blunt at times. Do her wrong and you have an enemy for life, hence Jayden. They say these two have so much chemistry they can light a fire, what they failed to notice was that was just them trying to end each other. These two have a complex relationship. They stick around the other as they belong to a tight knit group. What made these two clash? Can they work it out? Will they intoxicate each other or just annihilate one another?…
There she goes, walking down the street in her denim shorts and navy top with her brown hair cascading down her shoulders. She stops momentarily to flip off an old couple that’s been giving her the stink eye. Their reactions don’t faze her. She merely throws her head back and laughs like a maniac. That’s Aria Bloom. Don’t let her petite frame fool you, she is one crazy bitch, but, unfortunately she’s my bitch. She has these blue eyes that lure you in and just make you want to protect her, but don’t undermine her. She’s got many tricks up her sleeves. Yeah, that’s the girl that made me jump from her roof just to see if I could fly. The one that made me drive naked to school and flash our seventy year old principal, she’s retired now. The same girl that has a crazy obsession with The Breakfast Club, I mean to the point where she’s almost memorized all of Bender’s lines. The girl that stole my motorcycle and wrecked it, I mean, no one touches my bike, except for her. The girl who makes me dance outside every time it rains, the girl who also hates me and loves me, in a weird way. The girl who holds my heart. I’m Chase Hazen, the guy in school you don’t really mess with. The guy who will punch you if you look at me the wrong way. The guy who will annihilate you if you touch my bike. The guy who will do anything for Aria, my long time frenemy. This is the story about two idiots who don’t give a fuck, and about the dumbass that’s Chasing Aria. This is not a Pretty Little Liar fanfic where we will have steamy encounters with Ezra, we'll just keep dreaming those. The name was just a beautiful coincidence, Enjoy.…
Mikayla has a problem. She can’t keep her mouth shut to save her life. Why is it such a big deal? Well, it wouldn’t be if everything she said was true. She’s a gossip queen, a being that thirsts for entertaining stories revolving those around her, whether it’s true or not. Be it preposterous tales scribbled on the walls in the stalls of the girls’ restroom or from hurried letters left behind from people who were in a hurry, they’re all the same to her. She loves watching rumors spread around like wildfire, or at least she used to. Now she dedicates her time in revealing the truth around school and town for the school’s newspaper. What caused this drastic change in personality, one rumor and one incident two years ago? The one rumor she couldn’t be accounted for and the one rumor everyone pinned on her. What’s the big deal, it’s just a rumor right? Yeah, just a rumor that landed bad boy Alexandrew Powers in jail for the one crime he didn’t commit. Now, he’s back and just like her thirst for the truth, he thirsts revenge. And Mikayla Bell is on his priority list.…
This is just a poem about the rise and falls of emotions throughout the years.…