Kismet and Prestige are just as unusual as their names. Though one is a boy and the other a wolf, they both desire the same thing: love. Through the years, their friendship grows and they become inseparable. But when their town is hit by a natural disaster, their friendship is challenged to the point of destruction... -------------------------------- THIS STORY HAS NOT BEEN EDITED YET --------------------------------

'Fact: British guys are not cute. Never have been; never will be!' Meet Nora. During the day, she's a crazed, Irish student trying to survive the insanity which is London. At night, she's a blogger, trying to prove to the world that British guys are just not as cute as everyone seems to think they are! And then, while running late to one of her classes, she runs into Milo, full-time womaniser, part-time crown prince of the UK...

She doesn't remember anything. Their first date, their first kiss, the first time he bought her flowers, their first fight. She doesn't even know who he is. She's forgotten something horrible, something no one wants to remind her of. So what exactly happens when everything disappears?

Why is it in every love story, that the girl always falls for some cocky jerk, who end up being sweat heart underneath? Why is there no normal love stories out there? Like maybe two people fall in love, and find out " God, maybe we aren't for each other?" Or maybe how about they don't fall in love at all! But no, this is where I fell hard for a stupid boy I hated since third grade, yet found out this jerk was a total cutie on the inside. Great job Addison.