In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.

Everybody in this world has a soulmate. When you are born, you are given a silver chain necklace with an intricate charm. There are only two that are exactly alike in the entire world. The caring ones, the shy ones, the confident ones, the tough ones, the angry ones, the sick ones, the crazy ones, everybody has a necklace. It's only if you choose to follow it, that you will find your one true love. When the town bad boy who is constantly in trouble discovers Harley is his soul mate, he doesn't wait a second to make sure she's all his.

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

I watched him through the mirrored window that stood between us. He sat with his well-built arms folded across his chest. He wore a black button down shirt and black skinny jeans. He was dark. And he was mysterious. He looked up like he knew I was watching and a dimpled smirk flashed across his face making my heart flutter. I draw in one deep breath and walk into the interrogation room. "Hello, Mr. Styles," I said, cold and brief as I slam his file onto the table. He watches me as I take a seat opposite him, biting his lip. "Hello there," He replied, as he unfolded his muscular arms and rest them on his thighs. I was warned about him, and his devilish charm. If only I knew that not even I could evade him, and if only I knew it was Game On.

"To tell the truth, just talking aloud soothes me. Maybe it's because telling these stories is like reliving those breathtaking moments. Or maybe because it reassures me that I won't ever forget them. To me, making sure these memories stay alive means Harry will, too."

From eight year olds to eighty-eight year olds. Letters from Liam.

What began as just an ordinary day for one Elena Gates is turned upside down when she sees an unfamiliar boy calling out for help. From then on her world is drastically changed, but for the worse, or for the better? See what happens when the British/Irish boy band One Direction unexpectedly enters a regular girl's life. Is it a blessing? Or a curse? © 2012 by Grace Cooper (MyOwnSelf). All rights reserved No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission of Grace Cooper (MyOwnSelf)

When Julie, an insecure, lonely teenager who's been through heeps of trouble moves next-door to the famous boy-band One Direction, can the one of a kind Niall Horan be enough to save her?

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞