Sequel to Runaway Princess, featuring the only son of Lyra and Sam, placed during the Great War.

"What the hell are you doing?" Someone harshly whispered from behind me before picking me up from off the ground by my armpits. "First you can't sing and now you're just plain stupid." He roughly turned me around before picking up one of my guitars. "Excuse me?" I was offended. "Seriously-" He shoved the other guitar into my arms before pulling me by the hand. "We don't have time for another one of your temper tantrums." "Temper tantrums?!" I yelled, only to make him roughly pull my arm towards him so our faces were just inches apart. "Would you shut up." He whispered roughly while looking me dead in the eyes and making my own eyes go wide with surprise. "I'm trying to help you." That shut me up real quick.

This is the time. I grabbed the extremely heavy suitcase and took out the stuffed paper that has the address on it from my bag. Found the house very soon,I pressed on the doorbell nervously with shaking hands after taking a deep,deep breath. The door was opened immediately and in front the door stood a guy,GUY?! around my age who was holding and munching an OREO (really? how old are you? 5?) and well..he was naked. NAKED!! I mean seriously,WHO WILL ANSWER THE DOOR NAKED? Except him of course...

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

**You can currently find the beginning of the rewritten version on my profile here on Wattpad.** What would you do if you lived the life as Clover Thompson: the nerd during the school day and Lucky, the supermodel after school hours. She has been a model since she was 15 years old for all different types of company's. She at first started out modeling for company's like: Hollister, Aeropostale, Wet Seal, but once she was allowed to started modeling for Victoria Secret. And now she's the number one model in the world. No one knows her little modeling secret except her family and best friend Tori, and no one would suspect it when she wears: fake glasses, a wig, and a fake retainer. But what happens when the player/bad boy of the school, Andrew Carter, gets assigned to work on a project with Clover and she is forced to spend time with him? Will he find out her secret? How long can Clover keep her double life a secret ? ------------------------------------- This Story is completed but it needs to be edited which I am slowly doing. But for those who don't mind grammar mistakes then my writing does gets better throughout the series. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy the first book of The Undercover Saga!(: Xx My lovely Cover is made by: @heights Ranked #1 in Teen Fiction multiple times!

Riley Scott's the one name that everyone knows in the agency. She's the best at her job along with her best friend Joey. She wasn't at all surprised to be sent on a case in the states. Catching a few drug dealers, that should be easy. Well, at least that's what Riley thought. Riley is ordered by her step-father Cole to go undercover in a high school in LA. But just because she wasn't surprised it doesn't mean she was very happy about the case. Just like everyone else she'd much rather stay home then go across the states. But something Riley wasn't expecting was to find love on this trip. Follow Riley on her adventure! »»» SECOND BOOK TO THE UNDERCOVER SAGA! You do NOT have to read the first story, but it is suggested. Trust me when I say the story is 10 times better than the summary. Of course, if you ignore the grammar mistakes. Not edited yet.«««. Cover by @ isabelaSlmnc Highest rating: #1 in Action (11/27/15) - (12/1/15).

Has your mother ever been so worried that her husband is cheating on her that she sends you to go undercover where he works? No? Well, mine did. Just to clear it all up my father works as a teacher for an ALL boys college. ------ Claire Martez had a pretty normal life, she had just recently graduated a few months ago and had great grades. Recommended for some scholarships. But she didn't exactly plan to go to an all boys college after High School. Nope, not at all. She Especially didn't expect to room with the Caiden Anderson. No, this isn't your basic love story. This is a story that involves secrets, fights and heartbreaks. »»Book 3 of The Undercover Saga. You don't have to read the other 2 books, but you do have to read them for the 4th book and there will be spoilers in this book for the others.«« • Lovely cover is made by @heights • Highest rating: #4 in Teen Fiction ( 9/12/15) <-- I stopped checking this so could have been higher for all I know.

Thank you for checking out my #OnceUponNow entry! All votes and comments are greatly appreciated! Amira and the Red Bottom Shoes The war changed everything. My life unwound like a ball of yarn tumbling down a flight of stairs. The streets that were once filled with laughter and children playing were soon replaced with the sounds of war. Gunfire, bombs, and the wails of mothers who had lost their children too soon became my new normal. In October, my school crumbled to the ground. My brother had been lost in the rubble. Mother and Father died on their way to collect his body. In an instant, I became an orphan. The call came three days later. My father's sister offered to take me in. She lived in America. Even in a time of great sorrow, I can still remember the first time I said the magical words out loud, "I'm moving to America." The butterflies in my stomach started fluttering at that very moment and didn't stop until I stepped out of the airport and into my aunt's outstretched arms. But, like most fairy tales, mine new life was not what I had expected nor would it be easy. Would I live happily ever after or would my new life in American turn into a living hell? My name is Amira and this is my story.