A girl once told me to be careful when trying to fix a broken person, for you may cut yourself on their shattered pieces.

Juliet was on her way to becoming a ballerina. She was beautiful. Talented. Dedicated. Harry was a college bad boy. He was handsome. Smart. But a troublemaker. There worlds collide, and Juliet discovered that there is more to life than the dance studio. Will Harry change for her?

re•al•i•ty rē aledē/ noun noun: reality 1. the world or the state of things as they actually exist, opposed to an idealistic or fictional idea of them

Luca Taylor thought her life was a constant routine of bad news and bad outcomes all compiling in to create one really shitty person, that was until she moved to London. Could meeting Harry Styles be the best or the worst thing that ever happened to her?

"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas

What would you do if you were a total loser your whole life and just wanted to fit in? Would you change and become someone else? Someone better. Brittany had the best life. She had the perfect boyfriend, the perfect friends, the best school, parties all night long and no worries. Well, until she gets in a little trouble. Then her parents send her away to stay with her brother, Luke. Now she has to deal with her pesky older brother and his band on tour. But what if a certain boy on the tour begins to have feelings for Brittany? And he begins to learn her secret. Who is he? What if she finds out his identity? What if he brings out the real her? And what if she likes it? No that's impossible. I mean, she's only there because she was forced. Right? (Just so you guys know I absolutely hate this book so there's no need to tell me how terrible it is) ALSO WARNING: MILD CARROTYNESS IM SORRY

"7:15, that's our time."

*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

Could his love mend me? Or I would be stealing love from the killer? He's afraid to trust and I'm afraid to try, We are 'Lost Souls'...