Tgtg Stories

I watch her when she walks in, orders the same drink - same size - and sits at the exact same table every single day. I don't think she notices me, seeing as how I'm behind the counter and I'm not the one at the register. But on December 19th, she looked up from her laptop and cup, into my eyes, and smiled. Before the start of senior year, Parker Harding was a closeted lesbian. After the homecoming dance, she was out and she was an outcast. She just had three little problems. Finding a girlfriend to get over her ex and keeping her economics grade up were two of them. The third being her crush on a very straight girl at her high school, the same one that sat in the coffee shop every single day. Parker thought Rebecca was everything she wanted, but people aren't always the way they seem.

June is an introspective hero, and Willow is a flirty villain. It could never work. Thanks to @peachspit for the cover! #1 in mindreading (for some reason)

"The world is perfect, it is cleansed, it is now pure and sacred. A systematic world driven by peace as its starter point." - President Bloomberg. "Now women have disappeared it is a massive pain in the ass." - Percy Hews. In the year 2012, when the world was expected to end - it obviously didn't. The only thing that ended was the existence of womankind. Men had anticipated the wipe out of the human race, until one man saved them all. Now Society has progressed and it is the year 3000. A dystopian adventure, full of action, time travel and the purest form of love. Cover by komara_

“Well hey there, at least buy me dinner first.” I could feel Aaron's eyes burning through the back of my head as he stared down at me. Down. Towards his crotch. I was face to crotch with Aaron Cross. --- Life is full of Awkward moments; unfortunately for Blake Miller, her life is just one big Awkward moment. From being named Blake because her parents were expecting a boy, to walking in on her dad "wrestling" with her mother's sister. But when Blake's house gets damaged from a hazardous flood and they tear her house down brick by brick when they find a severe mold infestation, her life is about to pass the level of Awkward when they move in with her mom's current boyfriend and his insufferable son who just so happens to be her school's notorious star player -- and not just in sports. Blake's situation probably wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't a history between the two, and she will soon realize that not only will her past reveal itself, but so will the secrets kept hidden around her. [DISCLAIMER: i am aware that wattpad changed the rating to rated R, but that's only because of the excessive amount of swearing from the characters. other than that, this book contains mostly PG-13 material.] [humor #13 - 04/11/15]

And in the short span of time to which I have known him, he has single handedly managed to turn what I had already known to be my own perennial hollowness, into the odd times to which suddenly enough it just, was not.

Souled a single event that will make your life either happy or ruined on your 16th birthday. Being Souled means that a single name appears on your wrist. It's the name of the person who is supposed to be your Soul Mate. Not everyone earns a name but those who do know the name of their soulmate. The catch? Your Soul Mate may not have your name. Sam Wildling had been waiting his whole life to see the name on his wrist appear. Well, he'd been waiting for as long as he knew what being Souled was. Sam knew the chance of his soulmate not having his name was small. These small little details bothered Sam, but he still had high hopes. When it came the time for Sam to roll out of bed, Sam nearly screamed from seeing the name that he was Souled with. The one kind of name he never wanted. Gabriel. A boy's name. {Cover by: @Mortalhero , Thank you so much for being amazing and making it for me! You're the best!}

eve langer is a feminist. bonnie arthur is a lesbian. james eisner is a jerk and joanne carter likes boys. (for @feminism's lgbt/feminism challenge) [june 6 - june 22 2014]

two dead girls.

Mia and Polly continue being awesome and stuff I dunno you know you're gonna read it anyway.

dear oliver: there's something i have to tell you. lilly. [ 11 | 30 | 14 - #146 Teen Fiction ] [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-fourteen ]

Felix had known Memphis ever since they were small kids. He was his best friend even before he knew what that meant. Now he has to see him grow up and be a man. They were not little boys anymore after all. © 2017 by Vincent Rama [Cover image not mine.]

Anyone with a functioning set of eyes could tell you that Daphne Darlington is the perfect candidate for the role of Glinda Upton in Pearson Highs' production of Wicked. She's equipped with perfectly pouty pink lips, a voice that can hit even the highest notes and luscious strawberry blonde hair. Not to mention that she's spent her entire high school life playing dumb. The role should be a piece of cake. That is until her ex boyfriend, her best friend and the dorky guy from her math class all decide to audition. Who knew a school musical could be this complicated? (Written as part of the Tay gets the gay movement) *cover courtesy of @skinnydip-

❝HE FOUND ME. IN THE MIDST OF EVERYONE WHO COULDN'T SEE, HE FOUND ME.❞ - in which Eric takes a trip to New York, and Jake learns to love again. [ NO. 3 || 15.03.16 ]

ALTERNATIVE TITLE: "i don't care," reid says, caringly, as he cares deeply.

[Stand alone companion book to SoVL. Can be read before SoVL, but will spoil some plot points of SoVL, and vice versa.] "Kill them," Faya whispered to me, always. "Kill them." But we are both lovers, Faya and I. Aren't we? Above all. Though him the smarter, who does his killing by training little hornets to do it for him. Hard headed little bastards with hard hearts and cold eyes. Steel-willed soldiers with strong hands, all in a pretty sniveling row. Spit on it. Spit on it all. I too have teeth, and long fingers. I too have a heart, and if I lack pragmatism, my arms are open. Vulnerable perhaps, but what is living? Come, Wasp, sting me upon my breast. Come, Nicolas, and whisper to me with your knife if it speaks to you. Nothing worries me. I succumb gladly. I will be nothing what they tell me to be. I smile when Nicky says, "I have you now, what do you say?" I say nothing because I have let this happen, and now it is mine. There is nowhere for him to hide. I will see him with unseeing eyes. I will know him by what he does at the shift in power. He will know that I am no longer afraid. And so he fears me. And there is no longer any guessing. "I do not know you," Nicky says, sniffing and wiping his face with his free hand, the other holds the knife. A streak of blood across his face. "Where has Laurent gone? Let me find him inside." "I will freely give you what you want if you give me what I want." "What do you want, Stranger?" he asks me. "I do not like it when you wear this face. Be tender to me. I will not trade with you. I am no instrument." My little same. My little shadow self. "You do not want tenderness." "I do, I promise," he says. It is a lie. But he wants to please me, and it is a beginning. -ch2.7 (note: If you can do better than my cover mock-up, by all means.)

"we're all mad here."

It all started with the end of the world. [Watty's shortlist 2018. Extended summary inside.]

A broken heart tends to heal slowly when you've lost most of the pieces