Young Adult

Dreamer - Chapter 22
Disclaimer: This story has multiple parts. To read the previous part, you can click here. He caught my eye and I couldn't help but get lost in them as he stared back into mine.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
Arome
Mother said I am an old soul. She said I remind her of her grandmother. She says I must be her reincarnation and I drunk from the well of forgetfulness at the gate into this lifetime.
By Comfort Eboigbe4 years ago in Fiction
Dont leave me (ImmortalFox Fanfic)
Aleks POV: Its been two weaks since I joined the creatures and we are all having tons of fun since we all live together making awesome videos. James and I are planning to do livestreams together and me and sly plan on recording minecraft daily again.
By Jessica Shapiama 4 years ago in Fiction
Am I about to go into surgery?
Disclaimer: I have never been to a psych ward, these are just the details of my dream. The first thing I felt was my body moving towards the steps in front of me. My first instinct was to look at my shoes. They were black and white converse. I had a purple Patagonia sweatshirt in my hands and boyfriend pants with huge holes on my thighs. I didn’t have time to look at my shirt because I was at the door.
By RachleMorgan4 years ago in Fiction
Mayellite
“Binita.” … “Binita!” … “BINITA!” … … “BINIIITA!” Strained hisses straining hard to not break their whisper… Desperate… He was so desperate… Desperately trying to rouse my response… Desperation was the new world, but no matter how desperate you got, nothing changed. Ever. Nope… Desperation never changed a thing. Pleading, begging, hoping, hissing—nothing desperate mattered. This was our fate, and nothing changed fate, especially not desperation.
By L.D. Byun4 years ago in Fiction
Lost in Translation
..And maybe we got lost in translation , Maybe I asked for too much , But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up , Running scared, I was there , I remember it all too well , And you call me up again just to break me like a promise , So casually cruel in the name of being honest , I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here , 'Cause I remember it all, all, all , Too well..
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
listen before i go
What if it is the fall that kills you? Not the cold, hard concrete ground, but the regret that builds up in you as soon as you make that split second decision. What if that’s what gets you before you even touch the ground.
By The Austen Shelf4 years ago in Fiction
A Killer's Heart
Silas Black was a monster. He was made a monster when his father tormented him, when he carved a hot knife into his back and when he was forced to become an Espada, the unholy assassins that served the Empire, except now Silas no longer served the Empire, he had killed his own father and lived within the slums of Kapernaros.
By Savier Silva4 years ago in Fiction
Mortal - Chapter 22
Premise: In this young-adult dystopian novel, people can no longer die. But they still feel pain, and suffer--and it's maddening. Because of the chaos that ensued, the US Government created a program to figure out how to kill people. When Garrett, a teenager, falls into a coma for weeks as a result of an experiment, the Program sets its malicious sights on him.
By Liv4 years ago in Fiction
Without You: Chapter Six
Friday evening arrived a little faster than I was hoping it might. I stayed with Nikki and Ewan the whole time since the meeting. It wasn't hard to convince Nikki to let me stay with him. I said I wanted to be with a friend before getting my ass handed to me.
By Kia Jones4 years ago in Fiction
The Book-Keeper
There exists, deep in the secrecy of library shelves, an Organisation. The Librarians, Book-keepers, Readers And wRiters, Insistent Advocacy by Numbers (LIBRARIAN) organisation, to be exact. Those fortunate enough to be unfamiliar with the organisation - which was to say, most of the people inhabiting a random bar in a small town - were understandably puzzled by the instinctive cowering of everyone who was familiar with them, when the door opened and a woman dressed in black entered.
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Gone
“Help me!” Lux screamed. She could feel her balance thrown off each time she uttered a sound. She turned to her body, sending messages to different parts, yet she received no reply. Her heart pounded through her chest as she contemplated the thought of paralysis. It was a deadly thought. She knew her capturer stumbled not far behind herself and against her own instincts she had already exposed her location with a scream that she was sure must have been heard through every inch of the warehouse.
By Tina Rose4 years ago in Fiction