Shell Stories

He laughed. "Thanks, Rose. I'm still marrying you." I rolled my eyes. "You're really excited about that, aren't you?" "Yeah." "Well, we're not getting married now. We'll get married when we grow up." Rose Lively hasn't seen her childhood friend, Gabriel Fayne, in fourteen years. Now, their families have decided to spend an entire summer together at the beach, and upon meeting her old friend, Rosie's shocked out of her wits. He was no longer the sweet, caring boy she knew. Now, Gabriel's a complete jerk, polite to everyone but her, which drives her insane. What did she ever do to him?

"life for a whale" Here are gentle waves for your veil: on the sea, in the street, in the forest, in the whole- as the veil of your sublime soul. chanisalia april, 2026

Aimee Taylor, wake up in a Mysterious place; a Carnival. The Carnival is full of ruins and memories that she'll have to figure out. But, she starts to wonder why she is here and who brought her to this place. She soon meets three mysterious children that will tell her there stories. She soon comes to find out that she is conected to all the childrens lives. But, how is she conected to their lives? And, who brought her here? More importantly, where is she?

Could You Imagine Having A Turtle? Thats Does Whatever The Fuck He Wants? *Hes A Magical Majestic Turtle*

A silly lil fic that I was inspired from by a game called Sort the Court (even though there's literally nothing in this that resembles the game)

A collection of one shots and a promise to make you smile.

Im Hailey. I guess I'm an average girl, I go to an average school, live in an average house and eat average food. So yeah, I live an average life. This is my life in a nutshell! Xx

It's difficult to break the shell You can't reach anyone No one can reach you All you have is yourself and the darkness.

you and your group, being group 3 of the other groups 1 and 2, you were sent here with different tasks.. rewiring, cleaning, and.. discovering the unknown hidden within the deep blue sea.. but it goes ALL wrong.. the two groups died.. how you may ask?.. we do not know.. for now it is only you and your crew.. it is your destiny to get out of here alive.. or.. W I L L Y O U B E S T U C K H E R E . . . F O R E V E R __________________ REGRETEOCEAN - "the fear of the sea"

A collection of my poems. Some old and some new.