What happens when you wake up and suddenly your life has changed forever? When you're questioning your sanity and even your innocence? What if everything you worked so hard to build came crumbling down right in front of your eyes and the only one to blame was yourself? What could you do? How would you be able to rebuild a name for yourself? "You know what's funny Justin? You're so used to living in your own misery that you try your best to bring everyone down right along with you. Don't belittle me because the reflection you stare at everyday is corrupted by your own insanity," I replied, fixing my hair into a ponytail. "I know who I am, and I know who I'm not and nothing you can say will ever change that." He chuckled lightly and ran his fingers through his brown hair. "Blinded by your own stupidity I see. You can't change some people. No, they just continue to see the world as this perfect place where mistakes will be forgotten. Not this one. You're a murderer, you're a monster, and you're a criminal," he ended, sparking up another match to bring his cigarette to life. thank you so much for this amazing cover!! [cover graphics: @wallflower_r]

[COMPLETED] Plain, quiet, and barely noticed Kennedy Nolan's curious, journalistic instinct gets the best of her and she finds herself dancing with the devil: Justin Bieber. She has heard and seen how dark, shallow, and careless he is and she's not sure she's chosen the right one to mess with. (No translations permitted.)

A lot can change in four years. (No translations permitted.)

The end isn't over just yet.

"Every girl wants a bad boy that will be good just for her" Brooklyn wasn't trying to find that kind of boyfriend. Until she met Justin. Can Manhattan Princess and Bronx Bad Boy fall in love? Upside downs or only true love? What is going to happen?

Nearly 1.3 million people die a year from car accidents. Nineteen year old Elle Weston, however, was not one of them. In exchange for God keeping her alive that one summer night, He took her memory. Memories of her childhood, memories of good friends, memories of him. She may forget, but he never did. And now he's back to make her remember one page at a time.

It's simple. When he claimed her she became his. Only his. And in the Mafia, you don't touch what belongs to a Bieber. Because if you do? You Die.