A GIRL. A BOY. AND A CURSE. ~*~*~*~*~ Jane Archer is an invisible nobody, and she's tired of being a pushover. Not wanting to be a typical, plain Jane anymore she's decided to grow a backbone and start standing up for herself. So when her suddenly discovered Alpha mate tries to reject her, she doesn't stand for it...
Every Father scowls at him. Every Mother prays from him. Every boy hates him. And every girl stays away from him. Because he was Link Dane. That one boy who seemed even more messed up than imaginable. And then there's Orianna, who wishes she could do all of those above and forget he ever existed. But she can't. Simpl...
❝It was precisely midnight when he wondered if the beauty of her name would ever touch his arid lips❞ - M i d n i g h t M y s t e r y
Liz meets Cody, a broken boy who is pining for his lost love, Peyton, whom Liz knew when Peyton was alive. Liz has to fight love against loyalty as she tried to remain sober in a world where alcohol rules. Cover by @surrealinfinities
"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."
"you managed to stick yourself to me like cigarette smoke to wallpaper, and that stuff stains." letters to adrian. (cover made by the fantastic rigor_samsa) [ © donut_ 2014 ]
When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. But when Cameron saw Paige, everything went silent. [ © 2014 by Imogen Louise. All rights reserved. ]
"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the...
❝Because when you realize nobody cares and all those pretty little opinions derive from your own mind; you can finally get some sleep at night.❞ Marion was an insomniac, Jay feared the night, and Dean thought he owned it. {starting back in march}
It was an unspoken agreement between us. Some nights he would show up at my window and I let him in, no questions asked. And the next day, it was forgotten; we just continued on as the strangers we were to each other.
