Young Writers Society

Okay, this is my first proper romantic story, I'd really like some opinions on it. Be honest Chapter 1 Dear Aunt Clara,Three months ago I broke up with my boyfriend ...

Chapter 10 After the day’s activities in the yard, Jane decided that she had a wonderful time. Minnie was absolutely adorable in her pretty little outing dress and she found ...

Well, I've had the idea in my head for this story for awhile... but I got a three-month long writers block after the first page and a half @_@. Anyway, ...

Chapter 5 It was a quiet morning and John had thought last night about what Joel had said. He was always making him feel so guilty. John was studying his ...

Beep, beep, beep, beep… there was that annoying sound again. Why must alarm clocks be necessary? Why couldn’t I just wake up with the dawn and here the pleasant sound ...

This is the diary of Autumn Day Blake. Do not read the contents of this journal or you will suffer the consequences! Namely, extreme boredom.

I thought it would be helpful to have a list of links that have to do with Romance writing, so I compiled some articles from around the site and from ...

[ 16+ for language and violence, mostly. ] Dante rarely laughed, kept that certain action to himself like a juicy secret in the dark pool in the middle of his ...

Alright this is my first chapter...hope it's alright. Chapter 1 "Can you keep it down! We're trying to study!" I yelled at the two boys across the room who were ...

Chapter 9Marcus was still a little faint as he sat in the parlor awaiting Jane’s return. Apparently she had hurried off to get a pot of cold water to tend ...

Chapter Two Marcus headed home that night in a bad mood. There was nothing more that he wanted to do, but sleep and never see the sight of that irritating ...

Please Critique (sorry in advance about the length) Enough to Live

THE GAME OF LOVE (I'm thinking of changing the title to 'Love is a Battlefield) By Gigirl942 Dear Principal Steinback, Due to me buying a house in Palm Springs, my ...

Luke affectionately fondled Lillian's hair as the wind played with the leaves of trees in the forest below them. Tears were streaming down her face and even though her eyes ...

Readers, this is not the beginning of the story. If it seems like it needs a beginning, that's because I havn't typed it out yet. I will, soon, especially if ...