Olivia is a bored small town High School senior, that is until a werewolf shows up and claims her as his mate. Now she has a month to decide between life as a werewolf or death in 30 days.

written in 2009

written 2007

. "Hatred comes from the heart, contempt from the head, and neither feeling is quite within our control." Bullshit, she thinks. Then she meets Matthew Valentine.

Brody Hansen and I, we had a system. I didn't like him and he didn't like me, but we both liked watching each other undress. That's just what happened when you gave good-looking, hormonal teenagers bedroom windows that faced each other. Full sum inside.

A drunken one night stand with Alex Montgomery is a complication Adrian Blake doesn't need, especially not when he's her new stepbrother. /PUBLISHED/

There is little Silvia knows about love. He knows even less. There is little Silvia knows about lust. He knows plenty. There is little Silvia wants to know about either, too bad he's more than ready to teach her. Chapter 21 is up!

After a tragedy that shatters both their families, Nicole Harmon and Derek Noble are raised to despise each other. They finally meet for the first time in high school, and Nicole wants to make peace, but Derek is determined to make her life a living hell.

It wasn't complicated, our arrangement. We had sex. Fantastic sex. But there I went, making things difficult, falling for the guy who stayed up with me long after his roommate had gone to sleep. Oneshot.

She’s known them both her entire life. One’s arrogant, rich, and pretends she doesn’t exist. The other’s her best friend. But when her mom remarries Chloe learns the difference between knowing a name and knowing the person behind it.

The first time I had kicked in the womb it had been when Max, a baby himself, had placed his hand against my mother's stomach. It had been the first, but certainly not the last, time I'd kicked him, and now suddenly he wasn't interested in a fight? Weird. **Removed and now available on Amazon and Smashwords!**

It's like we're more than just friends but still less than lovers, you're oh so tough, but I want to be your first weakness. Here we go again with the mixed signals and second thoughts.

I'm Drea. Normal teen, professional slacker, etc. One day, I kinda prayed a bit too hard for a more exciting life. Then, my uber-hot, long lost friend suddenly appeared outside my sex ed class saying I had to take care of HIS BABY. Wow, God. Just...wow

Ohh My God... 'He made me TINGLE'. Aurora's Indie Pillowbook. A little bitter therapy for every teenage mind.

An international project - the truth about what happens to everyday teenagers. It's raw, it's real, it's life. Sort of like a universal pillowbook. Try it out?

"Cade Thomason is the most immature, annoying, jerkish guy in the world, and I want him to die in a hole." "Right back at you, Wellington." I was going to kill him. But falling in love was never in the picture. Complete! REMOVED.

a pillowbook, if you will, but really not as cool.

Ezra snorted, grey eyes barely flickering to her. "I don't need to resort to sexual harassment to get what I want, blondie."

The invisible girl's in love with the boy who talks to machines. But he's on his way up, she's on the run, it's hard to tell good from evil, and even the superheroes are incorporated. Not your everyday fantasy romance.

When you kiss a stranger on New Year's Eve and he steals your gum, it won't matter because you'll never see him again, right? Unless he's the newest student at your school and he won't leave you alone, no matter how much you try to deter him...CH 20 up.

SKoW AWARDS ROUND 12- JUDGE'S PICK for BEST HET & RUNNER-UP for BEST DRAMA! At 10, being in love with an older boy felt heady and wonderful. At 16, annoyance set in as she realized he didn't think of her the same way. Now, at 22, she feels hugely pathetic that she never got over him. But what happens when it turns out he might want her, too? Sex, idiocy, lying, & crying ensue.

and other things of notable interest. a stream-of-consciousness collection.

Slash m/m. Jasper can't sleep.

Nothing is perfect except for itself. 100 poems, dark and light. 58/100: Unfinished-Don't ask the impossible from us.

I don't know what to say in the summary of my pillowbook. so I'll just say this. me is irrational irritation, crazy enough life, crazier moments and expletives at the most random times. got it? read. no? read! What the heck, don't read it!

...Because everyone has their fears. A sidealong flipbook in which I creep.

Don't cry. Don't scream. Don't panic. You're alone, and they're coming.

The mainstream could never accept words of a madman, but madness is relative. So is beauty, so is time, so is age, so is taste, so is insight, so is intellect, so is height, so is society. Chains are invisible. We have to let go.

Slash. He doesn't particularly like me, and I sure can't find much fondness for him either. But, we're stuck together from the moment our parents say, "I do." Cliche? Yes, please.

Margaret Hollyburn is perfect but Blake Anders is a perfect mess. So why are they best friends? And why can they never be anything more? Story has mature but not graphic themes. All but the first chapter of this story has been removed as it's currently being edited for formal publication.

but the airwaves are clean and there's no one singing to me now. a written mixtape.

I've been in here for seven years, and the doctors say that I'm never getting out. OneShot. Contains blood and language.

and we're all so afraid of telling the truth. sixth pillowbook. complete.

i could say this line a thousand times.

I panicked! Thinking I had poisoned myself. Then I laughed. What a funny way to die...A pillow book.

Now a symphony's the only song to sing. Pillowbook.

Would you like to answer some difficult questions for us? There is no right or wrong. Only consequences."

A collection without faces. A/N: This one is also very embarrassing.

I swear. A/N: This fucking collection is so embarrassing. OMG.

You called me a cactus, once upon a time. A giant leathery-skinned being, filled with life and blooming with flowers, but a misunderstood hazard that no one wanted to approach because of the spikes. Now I think back and wonder if you were mocking me.

and maybe it still is. /collection-fp pennames/

I be road-kill, slut.

pillow book. number five. public. true. honest. infrequent. that's all you need to know.

When rivalry takes action, students at Westfield School of Boarding--fondly known as SOB--must choose sides. The ringleaders are thrilled, until their war becomes a war to protect the very school they hate. A bit of a satire; Sort of complete.

Echo has been having strange dreams, and in the last two weeks her entire family has been slaughtered. Now only a small band of people may be able to explain the feelings, the Hunters, and why she is having dreams of the end of the world. COMPLETE!

you should close your eyes, that blue is getting me high

PullingASmall,BlackNotebook FromThe PillowShe FeelsABuzzOf Energy.SheFlicksThroughThePages,A Sad SmileOn HerFace AsTheWords Jump OutOfThePage,FearingTheDay AnyoneLays Their Eyes On The Same Book,For It Holds Her Deepest And Darkest Secrets... PILLOWBOOK 2

the earth is new. do not read

burning flowers. strange days

It's like lightening and this may only be the calm before the storm.

is this even poetry?

Inspiration: Psycho by Puddle of Mudd. Rightfully so. A little story I had to whip up for a class.

insomnia is a bitch.

She's shy, unnoticed. He's Mr. Popular. They'd be the perfect cliché... if they weren't twins. Bethany and Sebastian. Two people who should have never fallen in love. Incest.

We are not ourselves in the dark.

there are times when I wish it was the end. third pillowbook. complete.

How being left by someone is somehow similar to a rainy day.

Please don't go away, you're making a mistake, you & I were meant to be...

I realized today how much time I spend with and talking to a certain person. And I realized it because his phone died. Please review, so I know the response I'm getting.

I just want you to know that I hate you. ::Pillow book::

That's when I realized it was time to start over. A pillow book.

Without you, time stands still.

..."Does that kiss have anything to do with why we're on a train to New York in the middle of the night?"

just you and me, babe. fourth pillowbook.

a collection of funny conversations I have had with many HIM'S of the country.. I'm 99% sure you will laugh!

It's an impossible feat; so why do I keep trying? My second pillowbook/journal thing. Complete.

I'm havin' a good time: my second pillow book.

Nobody's life is perfect, I know from 1st hand experience. I've found that, just like second-hand smoke, the things you do & what others do affect those around us and begin to change them into people we don't recognize. I don't like it, but it's my life.

the rabbit hole is bottomless.

... of Reema. My third pillow book. This is more of a journal now, than a pillow book, but still, enjoy!

a pillow book. about summertime, a girl happily in love, and the chaos of life.

A compilation of my thoughts, dreams, and feelings. A pillow book. Finished.

I'm not inclined to resign to maturity. After all, this is my life; who are you to tell me to grow up? Complete.

Can you see what lies beneath the face paint? Third pillowbook.

I triple dog DARE you.

Surrounded by whiteness, trapped in this small room. Where am I? Who am I? Get these demons away...I can't take it any more. Can you get them to stop hurting me?

pillowbook

My life is moved by lyrics, and everytime I hear a song it takes me back to a place I've heard it before. So this is my written Mix Tape. From song to song I have a memory worth confronting. Last titled: Music Holds my Hand. Mixtape idea created by Moi.

We can sail the seven seas. A pillowbook. Previously titled Frizz and Curls

if you can't hold yourself together, why should i hold you now? /pillow collection #2/

I no longer care what you think. This is me, honest and raw. and if it ever stops being me, it will be finished. A honest pillow book. Don't you miss them?

She halted on the windowsill, her arms outstretched to the sky like a bird about to take flight. Such imagery wasn't fitting of this world. The story of the dead wanting to move on...with a twist.

Emotions should never be held in as long as you can write them down. Welcome to my pillow book.

take this, webster. poem collection. on hiatus/complete.

Welcome to the teenage wonderland: everything from rebellion to self-destruction to, worst of all, love. Fifteen-year-old Allison Moss doesn't stand a chance. Or does she?

Thoughts, feelings, lists and random ramblings. Yes, another pillowbook. Probably the same as any other, even though all are different. But you get my point? PILLOWBOOK 1.

a clever name for a store full of junk. -poem collection-

because it's the truth, and i'm finally beginning to realize it. third pillow book, previously titled Diet Pepsi Zero.

i stopped making wishes

And heartbreak is just a subtitle. Second pillowbook.

can the difference between life and death really be a single setting of the sun?

-COMPLETE-.... a pillow book. My 2nd pillow book! I promise to keep it dramatic, short, and simple!

because super glue doesn't keep her together like it used to

Pillow Book.

...take it to your therapist. -and save your heart for me- /a collection of poems/

-where hopes are glittering shards of broken glass, and nonsensical drabbles define my life. --pillowbook? eh, sorta. via poetry&prose.

This wasn’t the first night you had spent with him, and you doubt that it will be your last- he always seems to find you. And, for some reason, you can’t say no. Oneshot

Akelia: “Your mom probably wanted to take you back, but they said no refunds on ugly babies.” The real original, hilariously funny quotes from my sassy, witty, smart-mouthed teenage friends about things going on in our everyday lives.

the essence of me is not who you want me to be. a pillow book.

I am just a worn out girl on the worn out streets, a frozen statue of nothing. I am not real.ONESHOT -Just read, I suppose. And please let me know what you think!-

Day in, day out. My thoughts and words attempt to drown out reality. Pillow book.

it doesn't have to be true, just real.

The truth hidden only by my lies...

-COMPLETE- Collection of Random Thoughts,Lists,Confessions, Quotes.. ME - a 19 year old female from England

I’ve always had a high tolerance to pain, and a short patience with boys. The ramblings of the life and times of your favorite ginger kid. A pillowbook of sorts.

I hope you like it!

All these thoughts, all these feelings have been locked up for so long. So many things about me that you don't know. It's time you found out.

Let me know that We could have been, But I know it’s too late ... It’s too late ... this is the end. .

I waited for you for over a Millennium. Just to be in your presence again; that's all I'm waiting for.

A pillowbook about a 14 year old girl trying to make it in the world.

Promise me.

This was written when I was feeling a bit sad...but I'm not depressed or anything. Anyway, I've been told that it's good, so I posted it. Please tell me what you think

also self eplanatory

The pillow book no one will read...

A broken heart sure does hurt and it's even worse when you're ignored. Different styles of poems based on quite angst feelings and just fluffy stuff. Sometimes based on real life, sometimes not. 100 poems now up - complete!

I'm not an open person. In a way, it hurts me to be open. And what that pain becomes depends on the other person.

When it comes to you, I suppose I am a masochist.

if I asked you to love me, would you?

I hate her.

I lie in the wake of a dream, Hoping to fall back asleep.

It all began with a group of students; students that wanted to strengthen their powers. They enrolled in the school obliviously, and played the game until the bitter end. This is their story.

Too little to be classed as proper poems, but a collection of their own anyway.

Shes just a wall flower...

It's still a smile, even if it's not a very real one.

You didn’t hear me You never hear me

somethingI wrote in realization. I really want you to read this somemaybe you can realize as well.

It's not real. Nothing is, but can't I wish for one moment that everything I feel is reciprocated in you own heart.

Bridget, who lives with her father in a rural area has her world turned upsidedown when her mother and two halfbrothers show up unexpectedly. One of them, Jack, makes sure chaos ensues by starting an incestuous romance, taking acid, and starting rebellion

These tears they have their own mind, they're falling on their own time, I think I'm starting to realize, that you're not coming back

When the sound of music drives you insane; when your very mirror image gives you nightmares, that's when you need to find it. Silence. Peace. This a story of a murderess, a family, a fire or a few , a girl who can't remember, and a boy who never forgot.

I'm still here, aren't I?" Then he took a drag. To hurt or not to hurt. That was the REAL question.

......well?

reflecting on last year's school year and moving on... it's definitely toned down from what's actually going through my head, but i haven't written for awhile so i'm a bit rusty...

.

I wish you liked me back...

(One-Shot) 12:05pm. Target caught masturbating in bathroom stall. 007 status: in adjacent stall, hyperventilating.

Mood: Rebellios

Patrick Morrison had it good. He was socially invisible, ignored by the Neanderthals around him, and on the fast track to MIT. Then he made the mistake of getting involved in Marielle Pason's social games. But to Patrick, the only way out is to win.

My thoughts on a rainy night.

confusing

Eh. I was bored and this was the result.

A poem l created whilst desperately bored in Science class. Looking back at it, l have no idea what l felt at the time - l just wrote the first words that my brain spat out. Please Rate I’m not scared of critical comments xD

A part of life I guess... pheromones...

This is a short poem I wrote once, I'm not sure if it's any good, but I thought I'd post it anyway.

I loved you. Stupid, Stupid me.

I'm just a daydreamer who writes ... Invoked by a severe case of that damn writer's block.

Inspired by The Used.

...

a poem about a girl or a book. You choose. R&R

The dark chronicles of a messed up teen girl who’s trying to decide if life is truly worth living and if losing innocence will equate to salvation. [sex, drugs, adult themes]

I never, in a million years, would have guessed that Hunter Ashen was interested in playing drums for our band. The guy wasn’t mean, necessarily. But the quiet, rocker type boy had everyone in our school intimidated.

...for indulging in a clearly fornidden sin...

It doesn't matter how much romantic fiction you read. Nothing can ever prepare you for the real thing when it comes. A pity Reese Farrelly hasn't noticed that the day has finally arrived... in the form of Seth Wakefield.

I think the title says it all, no?

she would never write him love lettters.

A mantra of delusion, marches round and round my head. A giggle of selfpity, rebounds past my screams.

The illusion of safety. [short poem]

It's precisely 102 miles from Springfield, Illinois to St. Louis, Missouri. In one day, Shannon must travel that length to be dropped into a new life. Problems arise when her new step-brother declares war. As a school rivalry becomes involved, there's no

wanderings of a mind in unrequited love.

the realization you're in love with your best friend is when you start cursing your existence. almost.

Drink often, and in large amounts.

A widowed mother of four moves her family to the Colorado mountians only to find herself in the middle of a war as old as time. An unusual take on vampires versus werewolves.

When Leah's best friend and sometime lover ditches her for the new girl at school, she makes friends with Logan, a motorcycle riding, smoking, mysterious young man who fights his fellow students for money.

When floodwaters rise out of control, Kate's school is cut off from the rest of the world. Within 24 hours a teacher is dead, and amid panic and hysteria, the remaining pupils must fight to survive. WARNING: Rated teen but quite a dark story.

She thought their meeting was just an unfortunate incident. But why did he have to barge into her life as her new stepbrother? Why did she have to know that he’s not exactly “normal”?

A group project for the writers of Fictionpress! Please read, you might be interested!

My mothers worst fears.

forget romeo & juliet, let's be bonnie & clyde.

We say we want an honest, happy life. We'd rather swim...

"agaspissette" is the french word for "cock-tease". to some it means one who falsely leads another to believe they'll get sex. to me it's about... relationship status.

love hurts you no matter what.

Poem i wrote after a Friends with Benefit thing...

Poem i wrote after a breakup...

All is not well within the ancient house... first fic, please review! Oh and WARNING, implied threesome relationship, don't like, don't read. If you like, by all means, let me know!

ONE-SHOT. Is it possible to meet your soul mate through graffiti in a public toilet?

Gracie first became a mom at the age of sixteen when she was still very much a virgin. She had barely even kissed a boy...

My alter ego is an angry girl with perfect fingernails. Her name is Charlotte, and she didn't love you.

A poem I wrote a few days ago

Five delinquent Psychic teens and a first-time teacher that struggles to understand them. Complete.

With You Nothing Fits

sex, drugs, and one more cliche. some girls are born cheshire.

Variety of poems from my little black notebook...ranging from angst to lusty goodness

My experience with love.

My life was mindnumbingly dull, but I was fine with being the invisible Ginger Ale Girl. Whoever said friends were good for the soul did not know the boy with blue hair.

Before Hannah was born everyone told her mom to get an abortion. She almost did. This is what happened after...

do/don't want

hello? hello?

Bright, stubborn & independent Jesse hates her peers at Hilton. Titled, chilled & handsome William fits in just fine. Can he convince her that not everyone hailing from wealth is shallow? Can he convince everyone else that class doesn’t matter?

FIN! Alisa's world is turned upsidedown when her mom announces her engagement to a man 9 months after her dad died. Soontobe stepbrother Jason hates the situation as much as she does. Together, can they stop their parents from making a big mistake?

Losing your best friend to a guy...

Hallucinations and true love, combined, can make for a very interesting series of occurrences.

from my place on the bathroom floor

Some good old fashioned emo for a Wednesday night.

After a drunken night, Lira wakes up next to Jude, a childhood nemesis. It gets worse when they find that they’re married. But when an opportunity too good to pass up presents itself, what will happen when they stay married?

Why is it such an easy thing to describe a suicide starting with A.

She just can't forget him.

i wrote when this when i was suicidal

a poem

song i wrote..

poem

about suicide

(n) 1: a tendency to be negligent and uncaring 2: willfull negligence 3. delinquency, failure, faithlessness, fault

A teenager struggles with Myself after Me is repressed for years. (for thinkers, and the intelligent to enjoy.)

its sort of a dark poem.. not sure angst OR drama fits it, but thats the closest under the category list...