A continuation of After 3, which was by @imaginator1d. Continued by someone who enjoyed reading her books and would like to continue them. Tessa Young and Harry Styles have been through thick and thin and it seems as if their happily ever after has come at last... Or has it?

I go though a lot of stuff and I never know how to let it out so I usually write stories or poems or suicide notes, I know it sounds bad but that's why I do :/ so here are a few of my poems I hope you like them :)

An ex-spy's quest for redemption leads her into an uneasy partnership with a genetically-engineered dragon. For decades, an elite group of spies within the CIA has kept the existence of magic secret from the world. Katrina Harris counted herself among their number, until a drunken brawl with a co-worker got her fired. She’d do anything to re-enter the thrilling world of supernatural espionage—even infiltrate a terrorist cell without backup. Dr. Phyllis Harper has an Arctic fortress, a dozen magic-wielding soldiers, and a flock of genetically-engineered dragons capable of knocking American warplanes from the sky. All she needs are pilots. A chance encounter lets Katrina talk the doctor into recruiting her. If Katrina escapes Harper’s fortress with intelligence, she can convince her old bosses to take her back. But neither magic nor science can prepare Katrina to have a dragon in her mind. A creature cunning enough to ferret out all her secrets . . . and one whose own fierce memories tell Katrina she might be working for the wrong side. This story contains mature themes, including alcoholism and suicide. Now complete!

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

Ain't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile meanings, Come on in! #5 Rank 17th & 25th Aug 2015- Best Coexistence of Pain,love and life in words and verses!! The subtle aches of living, We walk over and again through time. The assuring ache of happiness, Cornering in one's eyes. The callous ache of betrayal, Scratching through layers of insecurity. The grim hurt and hatred, With the chaos of love's insanity. The sorrow of being a strange soul With tears of loneliness. 9# rank 5th August 2015 8# rank 7th & 13th August 2015 6# 19th and 20th Aug BEST- #5 RANK 17th & 25th AUGUST 2015

Book 1: Izzy lives a normal live in her hometown of Trenton. She has a great boyfriend, Jace, and a some what normal family. Her life is about to change with the introduction of a man named Mark. Book 2: Years after Izzy's tramatizing kidnapping her world finally seems to begin to click into place, but of course that's when everything starts to go wrong. Are the dead really dead? Book 3: Izzy has finally moved on from the events of her past. She's truely happy in the life she is living. But the Youngs want revenge, and they'll do anything to get it. **PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT!!!**

quiet isn't always violent. #1 in poetry 11/2

When I Woke Up My Bed Was Next To The Clock And The Time Changed. I Thought Every Thing Was Going To Be Perfect Today. I Got In The Shower Got Dressed Ate My Breakfast Brushed My Teeth. When I Got To School, I Remembered That My Friend Said She Had A Disease. Its Kinda Like The Movie Silent Hill. I Forgot At The Time And I Looked Around For Her.When I Got Home I Called Her. " Hey Are You Ok? I Mean Why Weren't You At School Today?" I Told I I Forgot. I Went To Her House. I Heared Her Mom Screaming And Jen( The Girl That Said She Had A Disease) Was Crying. I Didn't Know What Was Going On So I Just Knocked On Her Door. She Answered With Black Eyeliner Dripping Down Her Eyes. I Saw.... Cuts And Blood Dripping Down Her Leg. "Jen.. How Could You-" She Cuts Me Off " I Did It My Self. On Purpose. For A Reason. You Don't Understand What Im Going Through!" She Says Crying At me. The Next Day She Went To School With Jeans On. Her Arm Had So Many Bruises On It Her Arm Looked Completely Purple! " Jen.. What Happened?" I Ask Her " My Mom Happened. I Brought Up "Moving Away" I Get Abuse When That Happens." She Says To Me." Cuts And Bruises Don't Matter. Lets Go Tell Someone.Like My Mom. You Can Move In With Me

Ashton lost his vision and hearing. The only thing that makes him smile is touching Luke.