Hello!

Well what a lovely surprise

Well...not really. I mean lovely yes, surprise no.

Anyway...

My Name is Emilie

I am half French, and very fluent in

both French and English, seeing as I

Lived in France for two years when

I was small...smaller...

I've had a hard life...and...I don't like my past...anyway...

I LOVEthe dark, darkness, dark things. I simply love black and stuff like that. I find it extremely comforting xD I do wear pink, and skirts. And Dresses. And I horseback ride and practice soccer. Soccer, piano and horseback riding are my life. And family and friends. And my dogs. A lot of things fit in my tiny, shattered heart. I do not self harm, though if you ever need to talk to someone, I will always listen. I am a very happy go lucky person, although my happiness has been described as 'twisty' and 'dark' happiness...like death. :D Not that death is happy thing...but it doesn't have to be sad either...

Stories

Stories I am working on Currently:

Hate is A strong Word: It was a bet, it wasn't real. We still hated Each other, we hate each other. Right? But if that's true... Why am I buying a dog and riding roller coasters with him? Why am I feeling butterflies for the guy I hate? Hate is a strong word... And I used to mean it.. now I'm not so sure...they do say from hate to love there's just one step. Is it true?

Stories I plan to write: Not that it will happen any time soon. Heh.

Lovely Hurricane: I could have anyone I liked. I could have the baddest guy out there, wrapped around my finger in a flash. So why won't he fall for it? He will. And when he does, I won't be there to catch him. That, or I'm going to waste my whole senior year on this guy.

Our time: My grandmother told me the story of her first love, when I was little. So now i'll tell it to you. Why? Because maybe then said prince charming will find my grandmother. And then, they'll have their happy ending... It started on a summer day...

Only In Public: No one told her she had to marry, or that it would be to the biggest jerk ever. Or that both her in-laws and her parents wanted grandchildren. Like pronto. No one told him he had to marry, or that it would be to the biggest bitch ever. So now they're stuck with each other. Maybe the kitchen knives will come in handy.

Grayswood Road: Grayswood road hides many secrets for Alex Collins, far more than she could care for. So when this new detective starts to take an interest in finding out all her secrets, she becomes a little desperate. How is she supposed to hide everything from the man who's only interest is to expose her secrets? And how will she get rid of his annoying presence?