*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Cutting. That's all Mackenzie can think about. Suicide. She's tried. Her parents get annoyed with her relapses and sends her to her aunt in London. Who happens to be the mother of teen heart-throb Liam Payne. Mackenzie soon meets Niall Horan. Niall instantly feels connected to Mackenzie and is determined to always be there for her. But one faulty move by Niall sends Mackenzie into a world wind of trouble leading to two suicide attempts. She thought she was happy but was she just tricking herself all along? Can Niall be the one who will finally break Mackenzie of this horrible thing.

Cassidy is depressed and alone. After years of practically being sisters with her cousin,Elena they drift apart. Elena went off and got the perfect grades, perfect boyfriend, and the perfect life, while Cassidy was stuck being the black sheep of the crowd, With only their bond of drugs still keeping them together. Cassidys life suddenly changes when Elena commits suicide leaving her clinging to her best friend, Harry.In his attempt to help he gives up but finds love of his own. In the grief of the loss of her cousin's life, Elena's ex boyfriend Niall and Cassidy meet and even though it doesn't seem right they are drawn to each other and fight against the odds. *Warning* contains violence, cursing, and sexual content.

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

On The Antony high school, you've got the nerds, the inbetweeners and the popular people. Liv Ronalds is an inbetweener, nobody knows her name. Only her friends and a very popular guy: Niall Horan. Not that he knows allot more than her name... Liv and Niall are addicted by each others touches and kisses. It became a game, without feelings. Only the adrenalin. When they have chemistry together, they become lab partners. Now she really get to know this kid.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles