WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION The Bro Code says to leave no bro behind... But what happens when you have to choose between love and friendship? ***** Nick Maguire would never betray his best friends, Carter and Austin, by breaking The Bro Code, and he knows they'd never do that either. They've got each other's backs. That is, until Carter's sister, Eliza, returns from Australia. Unfortunately, Eliza is basically incredible, and Nick almost immediately falls head over heels. The two begin to form an undeniable bond that crackles with electricity - and spells a whole lot of trouble. Nick is about to find out that codes are made to be broken. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

"Sorry--Annie's a bit busy trying to figure out her life at the moment." After high school and a long list of denied college applications (and one too many headaches), Annie Horne has just about had it with trying to meticulously plan out her life down to the very last detail. And in lieu of a college education, she decides to pack up her things and move north for the year to work for her uncle's book shop in his small New England community. But it's been years since Annie's actually visted him, and the community has certainly changed since she was younger. And in a town that actually reads, manning the phones at her uncle's shop can be quite the task for an eighteen year old. But when her uncle enlists the part-time help of Theo, the obnoxiously excitable neighborhood paperboy, Annie finds her job to be a bit more complicated than she'd anticipated.

feisty and beautiful paisley hampton has been in love with the idea of love for a while. when she learns about the magical ferris wheel that ensures good luck in love, she hops on without thinking. enter landon. kinda cute, kinda punk rock, and maybe kind of fate? somehow, they end up sharing a ride together on the ferris wheel due to inconveniences. so when the electricity of the entire carnival zaps out, maybe there's a little more to the night than they both had planned. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards.

"As far as I can tell, there are two basic (kissing) rules: 1. Don't bite anything without permission. 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful, and should be used sparingly." In which Anna writes about a lot of people kissing.

"Photography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell." -Kim Edwards Eleanor Morisette doesn't speak. She doesn't have an illness that causes it, and wasn't born mute; she just chooses not to talk. What reason is there to say words when no one's there to hear them? Instead, she expresses herself through the art of photography. Obsessed with the beauty in the world that overshadows her own problems, all she wants is to someday capture life to its fullest; without having to worry about her parents' declining love and the loneliness of being an outcast at school. But what happens when she accidentally takes a photo of a boy who she can't take her mind off? Will he be the one to open up her shell? Or will she continue wandering lost in her world of lonely magic?

Olivia Harris has one dream: to become a professional photographer. She’s determined and even went out of her way to intern at a well known photography company. Olivia knows that doing so may give her an opportunity to pursue her dream a step further. What she doesn't know is that, sometimes, expectations don't go as expected. When her dream takes a detour, Olivia finds herself running out of time since she’s graduating high school in less than five months. Her situation doesn’t get better when she has a bitter encounter with her locker buddy she has never spoken to. The two are like fire and ice. But, doesn’t heat have the ability to melt the frost? Olivia claims she will never spare a breath with her locker buddy ever again, yet somehow, she ends up saving him. And the more time Olivia spends with her locker buddy, the more she wants to discover what his compositions are all about.

Annabelle Dickson is the most popular girl at Hillton high school. Annabelle Dickson is the nicest girl you'll ever meet. Annabelle Dickson is dead. And Adrian Humphrey is the main suspect. A war errupts at Hillton High School, a rift between the people who believe Adrian's innocence and Adrian's guilt. Adrian must rely on the help of Cathie Lenora, whom he can't stand, to help prove his innocence. Cathie refuses to let Annabelle's murderer escape her grasp, however as the mystery begins to unfold, Cathie begins to wish she had left it all alone.

A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.

Spontaneous is not a word easily associated with Crystal Moore. In fact, every moment of her life is meticulously organized...until she runs into Jacob Riley the summer before college. Known as the notoriously smart-mouthed bad boy of their local high school, there was certainly no love lost between the two. Their arguments were the stuff of legends-but Crystal intended on putting all of that behind her with a fresh start. However, when a party goes terribly wrong, it seems as though cleaning Jacob Riley off of her slate has become nearly impossible...and worse, Crystal's frightened to find that she may not want to. There are hidden depths smoldering in his fathomless hazel eyes that a forbidden part of her is longing to uncover layer by compelling layer. As she sinks deeper into the enigma that is Jake Riley, Crystal finds that "unplanned" seems to have become her middle name. When unexpected circumstances force them together in a way neither one of them could have ever imagined, Crystal discovers that the moments we don't plan for are the ones that teach us the most.

Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"