I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

Tragedy struck Niall's home when he was only nine. His now abusive father shows no interest in caring for his baby brother Anthony. Niall had to grow up fast in order to provide for his little brother and give him the life he wanted him to have. Mary's father isn't any better, in fact he's worse than Niall could ever imagine. When Niall meets Mary, he wants nothing to do with her, but she just won't let him be. After Niall repeatedly saved her ass from Dale, her all too bad for her boyfriend and her abusive father, he grows fond of her. He finds himself wanting to protect her more and more. He knows how it feels to be hurt and abused. He wants better for both Mary and his little brother Anthony, so he runs. With Mary and Tony in hand they face nothing but obstacles that neither of them would ever dream about. Some may just ruin them all together. 2014 chefnialler © All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact chefnialler on Wattpad.com.

"Tell me," he said staring right into my eyes. "I can't," I replied looking at the ground focusing my attention on my shoes. "Tell me it's a lie," He said grabbing my face softly in his hands,forcing me to look in his eyes. "I can't," I sighed. My heart started pounding I didn't want this to happen. "I have cancer," I said pulling away from his hands confirming that it was not a lie as my eyes started to water. ------------------------- With the news of Danielle Simmons having cancer, she and her father move to New York from a small town for a new start. She goes to school planning on not getting close to anyone, why bother? She doesn't want to make people sad when she leaves. Somehow she strikes the interest of many though, especially one boy in particular. Logan Foster. The bad boy. (Description sucks but check it out)

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

Scarlett is abused. Abused by the only person she has left. She turns to music to help her enjoy life. But when her father disapproves of her passion, she leaves. Only to run into Niall Horan. Scarlett has never heard of One Direction. So when Niall takes care of her, her entire life turns upside down. Writing songs for One Direction is never easy. Especially when your psycho maniac of a father is after you. ((This story was written and completed in 2013)) TW:: I wrote this story years ago when I was going through my depression so this entire fic is filled with triggers. You have been warned.

He's found her. She's alive. But will their relationship turn out to be how they expected? Or will certain people get in the way? Maybe past troubles catch up to her. Possibly ex's running back to him. Will they stay together? You never know with Scarlett. ((This story was written and completed in 2014)) TW:: I wrote this story years ago when I was going through my depression so this entire fic is filled with triggers. You have been warned.

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?

A YA love story about the power of emotional heartbreak, the barriers in life that we may face and the actions of others close around us. Currently Featured on Wattpad! Fifteen year old Sara thought she had the perfect relationship. Boyfriend Mark was kind, patient and a person that she could turn into in times of need. When a twist of fate suddenly spoils the happiness, Sara loses him and is faced with the path of loneliness. To deal with the trauma, she keeps a book of letters addressed to Mark and keeps writing in it regularly. Through these letters, she writes about school, the family drama, the altercations with people that make her miserable and hopes for the future. Through all of the pain, the emotions and the tears, will Sara's writing ever bring Mark back? The journey of You and Me, accolades the story has received: Number 32 on the Wattpad Teen Fiction Hot List A spot on the Wattpad Featured List under Teen Fiction (Since August 2015!) WINNER of the Wattpad Spotlight Book Contest July 2014 Romance and Teen Fiction Story Competition- Best Cover, Best Romance and Best Overall Finalist in The Finished Book Contest (Reached Top 4) Mystic Writing Competition 1st place winner Featured on 'The Love Bug' reading list on the @TeenFictionCommunity profile Featured on the "Teen Romance" reading list on the @Romance profile Proud supporter of four various campaign profiles, see stickers on the story cover! Old cover by @winterloverr Current cover (Winner of the You and Me design a cover contest) by @badhabits-

/ / Stock·holm syn·drome (noun) / / feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. *DISCLAIMER: CONTAINS SUBJECTS SUCH AS SELF-HARM AND ABUSE*

She was quiet, and lived in the small neighborhood bookstore. And he watched her, every day. Pick up a book, read page by page, tears streaming down her face, or laughter, sweet, melodic laughter come out of her mouth. And he loved her. So much. So one day, he does the unthinkable to the girl he believed thought him to be nonexistent; he kissed her. ♡❤♡ [copyright © Sophie Claflin, A.K.A Siriusly_fandoms 2014 All Rights Reserved] ♡❤♡ | s h o r t s t o r y # 8 0 | | r o m a n c e # 2 1 5 | ♡❤♡ [ WARNING: AT THAT TIME, THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN BY A CHEESY TWELVE/THIRTEEN YEAR OLD SO DO NOT EXPECT IT TO BE PERFECT. if you want to see some of my better writing, go check out A Note A Day ;-) BUT YES THIS BOOK IS CRINGEY TO ME ]