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~An attempt at a poetic-like work of literature~This is a little tribute dedicated to three of the many important people in my life. It's about some of the most memorable things we have done as the seasons wore on in years past. It is bittersweet and nostalgic to me, and even though I wrote this at 1:30 in the morning, I am very proud of it and how it turned out. ^-^ I only wish that some day I might be able to better put in words how much these memories mean to me, and the people they involve too.*For sentimentality's sake, I used names different to the ones they actually have. These names, (Jack, Christopher, Molly, and mine as Isabelle) hold a significance that only they and I understand, so if any one of them ever read this, they would recognize it immediately. ;-)So, without further-ado, I hope you enjoy! :D~OUaN(Disclaimer: The cover is made by me, though the art for it is not. Credit is given where credit is due.)
[Michael Jackson Fanfiction Awards winner 2016.]Bad Era - 1987.Becky Costello is a young adult in college. At this college is a ruthless gang known as The Jax. Breathe on them and you're in their debt - that's how much they mean business.When a new student joins The Jax, Becky finds herself rubbing shoulders with him more than a few times. Despite her best efforts to avoid him, one thing she can't avoid is her strange attraction to his eyes. They always seem to be on her, regardless of where she is and what she's doing.As soon as the new The Jax member is forced into spending more time with Becky, things take a turn in their rocky relationship - which sees them both embark on a lifelong journey of growth, development and life-changing ordeals.Note: this story is very cliché, because I wrote it at age 14/15 when I was new to fanfiction. The first few chapters are edited, however the remaining chapters are in their original form. I have kept it published due to its (unexpected) popularity. Thank you for reading!Highest ranking:#3 in #kingofpop
PURE FICTION!!!~When we've given a chance, don't lose me the second time around. Please love me endlessly, like when we start. Don't HURT me AGAIN. Cause love start with a feeling and end with a choice, its your choice to stay and be with me or leave and hurt me. ~~Are we really going to accept the person who don't have a REASON TO STAY but there's a REASON TO COMEBACK~~Love is really complicated.~COMPLETED
*Cue "The Fighter" by Gym Class Heroes and Ryan Tedder*Atticus Henry is lonely. He won't admit it, but it's true. He doesn't need two hands to count all the things in life he cares about. His family isn't in his life. He has one friend. He has boxing... and that just might be it. Until he meets June. Or runs into her... or more like gets hit by her? June quickly makes her way to the top of the list of things to care about. And that scares him.June Preston is tired. Tired of school. Tired of the same old things. Tired of being surrounded by people and still feeling alone. Sure, her life is exciting! Graduation is in 4 months, her loving family always keeps her busy, and she's made great friends during her college career. These things all made her feel amazing, but the feeling she was needing the most was nowhere to be found. Until she found it in Atticus.A sneak peek into the beginning of their story:I was driving down the empty street when a blur of black and some red reflective plastic came rushing at me from the right. By the time my tired brain put the pieces together, it was far too late. I slammed on the brakes and watched as a body flew off a bike and onto the hood of my car. Naturally, the first thing I did was scream in panic. Then I got out of my car and ran to help the poor soul who I had just hit with my car. "I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" I said. The only response I got back was a groan. The victim had rolled off my hood and was laying on their back on the road. I crouched down to try and inspect the damage I'd done. I could see that the person I'd hit was a guy who looked to be around my age, although it was a little hard to tell with all the writhing around in pain he was doing. He was clearly alive though, and I saw that as a plus. I reached down and cupped his face in my hands to inspect how hurt he was. Unfortunately, I wasn't a medical professional. There was no bleeding, and his eyes could focus on mine. I called that good.
On m'a tellement de fois raconté des histoires , des légendes au sujet des vampires , loup-garous , sorcières que je n'ai pu croire une seule seconde que ces êtres pouvaient seulement vraiment exister . Cependant ma vie va prendre un léger tournant , ma vie va devenir une véritable légende urbaine .
Being Addison's twin sister, always made you feel so insecure. Both you and Addison had white hair, but you guys looked different. She always just seemed, to fit in while you always felt like an outcast. You were friends with the same people as Addison, so it was not as if you were alone. But you felt that you were until someone made you feel like you belong.Wyatt Lykensen x Fem!Reader(This is not affiliated with 'Sisters')#1 in disneychannel 8/9/2020#1 in zed 8/17/2020#1 in zombies2 8/17/2020#1 in wynter 8/17/2020#1 in pearcejoza 8/17/2020#1 in wyattlykensen 8/17/2020#1 in zombies 8/24/2020© HopeLyraMalfoyA Zombies Fanfiction ♡