Member Since: Apr 16, 2007 Membership status: Member Bio:
University Student. Computer Informations Systems (CIS) Degree. Current Recording Arts Major. Musician. Movie buff. Love indulging in a good novel. Virgo. Facebook Addict (yes, yes I need rehab!) I think most of the people I went to school with in my life are on my FB page. lol.
I started writing Jan of 2007 and I've loved it ever since. Love all of the guys of Nsync and no matter how old I get, they'll always hold a special place in my heart...if you want to know more, visit the site. :-)
"I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world." - Albert Einstein
Some good words of wisdom any writer can use as inspiration with their talent:
“Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we see in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals.” -Don Delillo
“Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish.” - John Jakes
Notice: There are some stories missing from the archive which I took out because of my lack in updates with them. There's just not enough time in the day with how hectic my life is going right now so...you can still find them on my website, no worries. I'll just be updating them on there from now on once I get some inspiration/motivation and my muse cooperates. lol. I apologize for the inconvenience.
Also, I have no (beta) proof-reader right now for my stories, so I apologize for errors you all may find since they tend to escape me because I already know what I wrote when I double-check.
Justin and his wife Sasha decide to celebrate Christmas day a little differently than the rest…putting their own little spin to the holiday as they partake in the spirit of the season.
“I just stepped foot out of an interview for an assistant job to the chief editor of A-List Magazine. And, I stepped out claiming the job as my own. I’m now officially employed as the assistant to editor in chief of A-List magazine where they set the bar of what’s in, what’s out, what’s hot and what’s not…
It’s no surprise that the editor in chief is Randall’s son Justin Timberlake who along with his half brother Robert Pattinson Timberlake are the heirs to the A-List Fashion Empire…
Gosh what was I thinking? Someone like me from a middle class home never makes it onto the A-List. Who was I kidding? I’m doomed to be one of those ‘Z-List’ people for the rest of my life. This sure is going to be an experience…”
I sneak peeks at him everyday but he never notices me. The exuberant emotions I bear towards him are far more than I can handle and are very unprofessional. I dream about this man every night in hopes that one day he'll acknowledge my presence or at least get my name right, but to no avail.... Justin is my fetish and secret guilty pleasure. That's all he's ever going to be and I can live with that....
A crush I can not love. A heart I can not fill. A love I can not give. A bond I can not break. For this love can not exist.
Gilda has always dreamed of meeting her "fantasy" better known as Justin Timberlake. So, when the opportunity arises and she wins a backstage pass to one of his concerts, she's more than ecstatic that her dreams are finally coming true. However, those dreams are soon ripped apart when she realizes that the man who she idolized is nothing more than a self-absorbed, uncaring and arrogant individual.
At a certain point, we all need some tender loving. Now, mix that up with the perfect definition of ‘sexy' wrapped in the package of a young server who specializes in whipping up your favorite drink, giving you the perfect concoction of something lethal yet addicting and intoxicating. For Angela, that's her poison. Only, it's not so much a drink but rather the person who serves up these delicious delights.
"I can believe you don't have a man presently, but I won't believe that you don't want one." Pausing, his blues latch onto my browns and he smiles slyly. "I'll tell you what I think though. I think that you just haven't gotten the man you want yet...or maybe..." Drifting again, his smile widens. "He just doesn't know that you indeed want him so he can make the first move." Damn, he knows me so well...
Justin Timberlake hated the entertainment industry for what it did to him mentally. He hated who he became because of it....He hated the fake, shallow, self-centered people that surrounded him on a regular basis. But, most importantly he hated the fame and lack of privacy. There was always someone gnawing at him, ripping thread by thread, peeling away at his sanity...
If I got a second chance and was able to push the rewind or redo button on my life for all those moments I regret, I would not change the decision or choices I've made. And you know what? It was and still is all because of him…my weakness…my enemy but my desire…my ‘biker boy’…my…Justin.
The ritual with Justin is: work his ass off from Monday to Friday in the studio, party till he drops Friday night, mop around with a nasty hangover taking long naps in between for most of Saturday and finally, spend time with his girlfriend (you) on Sunday if ever. You're more than fed up with this routine and you think it's time for a change...
Brooke Yearwood is your classic introvert. She has no social life, but still manages to maintain two best friends who are the complete opposite of her. She doesn’t believe in relationships because she’s been burnt one too many times in the past. She works for one of the top modeling magazines in Florida as a journalist since writing has always been her passion. She’s happy with her routine life and usually plays it safe. So what happens when a single night out on the town, lands her in the arms of a well known celebrity? Will she be able to withstand all the rumors and speculation that comes with being famous? Will she finally be able to come out of her shell and love again? Or will she get burnt like all those times in the past?
I fall yet again, standing abruptly while I scurry away from his intense yells. I see his dark figure in the distance, highlighted by the moonlight. I cry out for help, but we're in the middle of nowhere. I can't believe this. He was once my boyfriend, but now, all I see is a monster...
For Justin and Trisha, nothing is ever as it seems. Everyone has a dark side...and with that dark side comes chaos and confusion. But....Never Judge a book by it's cover....
Justin Timberlake was going back to school. He knew that he was going to be in hell on earth indefinitely because he wasn't going to just any school. He was going to attend the toughest, strictest boarding school in the country to prove to the public and his fans that he could indeed survive school life after being issued the challenge on live television. And, he was going in prepared for whatever his school life experience would dish out at him. There was just one flaw in his little plan. He was prepared for everything except the last thing he ever thought would happen to him while attending Higher Heights Boarding School...falling in love. Like that wasn't disaster enough, he had to end up falling for the most unlikely candidate in the entire school who wasn't even his type which only proved to Justin that the biggest challenge he was going to face, was yet to come...
I hate how much I love you so But I just can't let you go And I hate that I love you so.. And you completely know the power that you have The only one that makes me laugh Sad and it's not fair how you take advantage of the fact that I Love you beyond the reason why And it just ain't right...
(Song by: Rhianna feat Ne-yo - Hate that I Love You)
When all that you've wished for might be taken away, all you can ask for is one more day.
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