Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

I gave him a hard look. Stepping away from the plate, I took a few more practice swings. I almost missed Elliot coming up behind me. He reached his arms around me and positioned his hands on the bat, flush with mine. “Let me show you,” he said in my ear. “Like this. Feel that?Relax….

Because you`ll never meet me by Leah Thomas

I am not kicking you while you are down, Ollie. I am telling you to celebrate what is real in your life. Celebrate who you are. Not who Liz wishes you to be. Claw your way out of this nostalgic hole you are digging. Get out of bed. For the last time, abandon the idea…

The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

The envelope was thin. One, maybe two pages. Whatever he had written wasn’t too long. First, she turned it over and checked the back. No name, just a street address in New Jersey. She held her breath as she used her fingernail to pry it open. Unfolding it, she saw it was dated March 1935….

THE RAPING OF AVA DeSANTIS

  Ava rinsed her mouth with water as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her large woodsy-green eyes were filling with revenge. How dare you flaunt your unborn baby in my face. Her eyes darkened in the mirror. And to watch that fat demon make three after what he did to me? What kind…

THE SKY IS EVERYWHERE by JANDY NELSON

I`m too mortified to sleep. What was I thinking? I keep imagining Joe reading my ridiculous poem to his brothers, and worse to Rachel, all of them laughing at poor lovelorn Lennie, who knows nothing about romance except what she learned from Emily Bronte. I told him : I belong to him. I told him: My heart is…

Looking For Alaska by John Green

Eighty-nine Days Before. “We found you a girlfriend”, Alaska said to me. Still, no one had explained to me what happened the week before with the Jury. It didn’t seem to have affected Alaska, though, who was (1) in our room after dark with the door closed, and (2) smoking a cigarette as she sat…

Hold Me Closer by David Levithan

TINY Love is the most common miracle. Love is always a miracle, everywhere, every time. But for us, it’s a little different. I don’t want to say it’s more miraculous- it, though. Our miracle is different because some people say it’s impossible. But let me tell you-it’s possible. Very possible.   Tiny leaps off the…

Me Before You by Jojo Moyes

  We waited until the auditorium was empty, then I wheeled him out, down to the car park in the lift, loaded Will up without incident. I didn’t say much; my head was still ringing with the music, and I didn’t want it to fade/ I kept thinking back to it, the way that Will’s…

KETCHUP CLOUDS – ANNABEL PITCHER

  1 Fiction Road Bath September 17th Dear Mr. Harris, For once my legs aren’t digging into the tiles because I picked up my pillow before I tiptoed out of the house. I put it on top of the box and it’s quite comfy even though it’s a bit damp. I must have been seating…