Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

Lana Freston had had an awful life. Her parents ignored her, she was bullied and she had secret she could never share. Her best friend betrayed her, and her other best friend left. However, the new school year sees change, in the form of Elliot Mond, the new boy. Lana's life is just starting to go right when a phone call changes everything. From then on, nothing is ever the same again.

What happens when a friendship that was never supposed to happen turns out great? You burn it down of course!

Blair is nineteen, living independently with her best friend Sadie who is also nineteen; a girl who's fun, adventurous, and always looking for some excitement. Blair on the other hand still holds onto her insecurities that Harry had caused her to have from childhood, his bullying of over ten years making her think of herself of someone worthless, someone who could never be liked or even loved by a guy like Harry. And after they separate ways for college, and Harry becomes famous; and a highschool reunion takes place....what happens?

Shawna Roberts is the girl that every guy turns to when they need a fake date, a fake girlfriend, a fake fling to make some other girl jealous, a fake couple photo to send to their parents... Shawna's pretty much seen it all. But no matter what they pay her for, everything she does has one common factor: it's all fake. That doesn't make being their paid girl much easier, though. Adam Ferrell is the campus heartthrob with the appearance of a god, an ego the size of Canada, and worshiped by everyone to monumentally ridiculous proportions. In Shawna's mind, it's a miracle his head fits through his shirt every morning. Yet despite their instant dislike for one another, Adam and Shawna each need what the other can offer. When Adam unexpectedly pushes into Shawna's life with a business deal, she's torn between her feelings and her sense of duty, which protects a secret she has kept for years, from even those closest to her. And as the two begrudgingly get to know each other, masks start slipping and secrets come spilling out, forcing each of them to confront some of their darkest moments and deepest fears.

After her mum dies Crystal has no other choice but to live with her disappointment of a father. Unbeknown to her, his HOT best-mate and drug addict Tyler is also staying over and as soon has he see's her he wants to get in her pants. He's twenty-eight, and shes seventeen. She has a boyfriend, and he sleeps around. He party's harder then you could imagine and shes completely mesmerized by him. Will the fact that crystal is Tylers best-mates daughter effect the way he behaves towards her? Or will he introduce her to drugs, sex and alcohol?

It's not easy being the Alpha's daughter. It's even harder to be the Alpha's daughter during a war. Brianna is a driven, hart headed, fighter who is finding out that her responsibilities are adding up, and when the Blood Pack forces her pack to move, she finds things that she wasn't looking for. Including her mate, the mysterious Beta who irks her nerves. Love for Brianna is non-existent, but when the Blood Pack threatens everything she holds dear, sometimes love is the only thing she can count on.

Holly's in her early 20's and an anorexic ballerina. She finally got the part in her big recital that EVERYONE'S been talking about. No one knows about her silent undoing. Not even her best friend. Lila. Holly has an abusive father that hates her more than anything, and he blames her for the death of her mother, his wife. This is her story. A/N. Hi guys :D Vote, comment and fan. Like && Tweet also. <3

Three things happened simultaneously: the beer bottle dropped from his hand and shattered on the floor, my father let out a deep, throaty chuckle, and his hand had struck me across the face. I put my hand on the spot he had just hit and felt the heat and sting of the impact. I looked down at the broken beer bottle, still holding my hand on my cheek, and I felt a heavy boot kick into my waist. I fought back tears and stayed silent. After a few moments, I heard the footsteps retreating and the sound of a door slamming shut. When I was sure he was gone, I looked away from the broken bottle, and tears welled up in my eyes. I never showed my weaknesses to my father, happiness was the last thing I wanted to give him. After a few minutes, I pulled myself off the floor and slowly approached my dresser, cautiously opening the top drawer and moving some socks out of the way. I pulled out a long blade, and with trembling hands, slid it across my wrist, adding to the collection of scars. I began to quietly sing a familiar tune that seemed to comfort me in times like this: “Heart beats harder, time escapes me, trembling hands touch skin, it makes it harder, and the tears stream down my face. If we could only have this life for one more day, if we could only turn back time…” My voice trailed off and I drifted to sleep.