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"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.
Boxing was Ethan's dream. It was his whole life. The workouts and late nights proved it. It consumed him. Well, that was until she came along. Choices are hard to make, especially when it's between what you love and who you love. #192 highest rank in Fanfiction as of 3/10/2018
in which a sad girl leaves voicemails for a dying boy hoping that one day, maybe, he'll pick up the phone. completed august 23, 2017 voicemail format, lowercase intended
in which a group of fangirls write fictional scenarios of our favorite people -multifandom
Compulsive Lying Disorder-he has it. In which a teenage girl is torn between two brothers; neurotic and moral.
"why are you staring at me" "because you're beautiful" "you must be blind" "i am" "then how would you know i'm beautiful?" "i just do" warning: this book is so so so so cringeworthy and cliche and poorly written ! written before i had any idea how to develop a story lmao. slowly editing
"Go away." I murmured. "What was that?" he mocked. Staring deep into my eyes, he took another step closer. "W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, I was trapped while he knew his every step. "Can you please just put on a shirt?" "Do you really want me to?" he smirked. "Uh-I.." I couldn't think straight, he closed the g...
17 year old female named "honey" is the definition of invisible. She always chose the easy way of life, or at least, tried to. She was a caterpillar that was afraid to turn into a butterfly. But what happens when the neighborhood bad boy, Hayes Grier, shows up at her house and asks her to tag Along? The skin tatted...
