When Catherine gets stuck in a closet with Theo on New Year's Eve, the socially shy girl never thought she would end up opening her heart to a stranger, let alone fall for him. But she did...Then the clock strikes midnight and the fairy-tale has to come to an end. Or does it?Outside their bubble, Catherine and Theo have to decide whether their love can survive in the real world, or was it just a thirty-minute love affair? They have six weeks to find each other again... and six weeks to see if what they felt inside the closet was real, or just make believe. Is Catherine ready to take a leap of faith into the unknown? Is she brave enough to follow her heart and fall in love? More importantly- will Catherine ever find Theo again? And, if she does, is he really the guy she thought he was... or just another guy that will break her heart?Hope you guys enjoy!Sarah, xxThis story IS NOT edited!
In Westwood High, a tradition lies buried beneath years of regular classes and typical high school experiences. Ten years ago, "The Heist" was a legendary event, whispered about in the halls but never confirmed by any official record. Now, as graduation looms, a class of seniors finds themselves in desperate need of extra credit to pass. Mr. Lawson, offers them a challenge: complete a daunting final test or participate in "The Heist."
POETIC STORY 4She wants to die,He wants to killHer life's full of liesThe pleasure he want to feelA girl becoming desperate His own insanity he embraceHer death is her happinessGuilt and anxiety he's obsessed She,who's running away from painWhile he chase despair;These two will be in the same frame,Behold,a bizarre pairPoetic Story of a Suicidal and a Killer where blood is treated like water
in which jeonghan gets a text from a complete stranger who is absloutely in love with him.
We have another fan fiction story that involves Would You Rather questions. Give me and the cast of Ninjago those questions and we will vote it here.
Brittany S. Pierce always felt distant from everyone else. Even if she had great friends and family. But there was one person that made her feel like she was alive. Not distant. Not alone. That person was Santana Lopez. Santana was unsure of how she felt twords Brittany, but she would always be her best friend. They would always be best friends. There for each other. But could they be something more? Even so they're there for each other. After all they're Not Alone.
Story Based on Armaan Riddhima....
Why is it that people decide who you are without even talking to you? Maybe you are to quiet to tell them different? Mae Quinn Foster is plain Mae Quinn Foster hasn't spoke 5 words since kindergartenMae Quinn Foster Will never compare to Stacy Lynn FosterMae Quinn Foster is a junior in high school, she keeps to herself, she will do anything for everyone else and when she is comfortable with you, she clings to you, having Mae Foster as a friend isn't a bad thing, but only Carly Nobles her long time best friend and her boyfriend Zander Macdonald know who she really is.Its always been hard for Mae to be noticed because she has, loud mouth soccer captain, homecoming queen and (future prom queen) Stacy Lynn Foster as an older sister, they have always been polar opposites. But mae is ready to be heard. She just doesn't know it yet, she is someone they'd all least expect.
Riley Parker thought she was a normal girl. But on the day of her 16th birthday, everything changes. Now, she has to learn how to deal with what she is, how to keep it a secret from her two best friends, and how to protect her town when a new pack suddenly wants power there.
I looked him in the eyes from across the room his gaze was magnetizing. I drank in the features of his face I then turned pulling out my gun and shot the man in front of me,The man that ruined everything. His blood spattered the wall behind him he fell on the floor his dead eyes looking at nothing. I moved forward and closed his eyes " This was for your own good." I whispered to him.A few years ago I would've cared now I feel nothing for the man who took my trust away. I looked across the room to find he wasn't there anymore I felt a hand on my neck I turned and dropped my gun.