Faye Stevens. 16, sweet, innocent. She's nothing like other teenagers who go out partying and smoking weed, but when she's forced to move in with her sister, her whole life will be tossed upside down all thanks to the curly headed boy in the leather jacket. "Say goodbye to your innocence, kitten"

Traduction française officielle de "When Worlds Collide" de Kelliemayann Retrouvez la traduction sur Skyrock : http://whenworldscollide.skyrock.com/

Manuella Riggs and Louis Tomlinson

'I don't care what happened. I don't care how innocent you act. I don't care that you don't like me. You are mine.' His husky voice croaked at me. My eyes widened in horror as I realised what he was implying. 'No.' I stuttered pushing him away. He let out a throaty laugh, leaning towards me. 'Kendall, don't bother fighting, it's not going to work.' he whispered in my ear making me shiver. I turned my head up to look into his dark eyes, before he crushed his lips onto mine. ****** Kendall had just moved to Bradford from sunny Australia, in the middle of summer. She had no friends, no family- since her father worked away a lot, or no one to keep her company. But what will her reaction be when the local bad boy takes a liking to her after finding her innocent and attractive? Will his behaviour and attitude push her away? Or will the adrenaline of it all, keep her attracted? ______ Disclaimer: Any material in this fan fiction is inappropriate for any readers under the age of 16. The male lead bears no likeness to the real Zayn Malik apart from appearances and the writing is for entertainment purposes only.

"Please, go away." I desperately pleaded as he pinned me against the wall- his massive hands cupping my wrists. I closed my eyes firmly shut as I wouldn't want to get lost in those pools of emeralds once again. "Let me go." I said more firmly this time, but it sounded more of a squirm than anything. "Isn't that what I've been asking for, all this time?" He retorted, his voice husky and smug. "But, it's too late now." He said grimly. And it really was. I've fallen to a very deep pit and all I can do now is savor the fall. Be warned: Story containing sexual scenes which may not be suitable for very young readers. All Rights Reserved: ThinkingHonestly

Suite de Saint Edward College

Cette histoire se déroulera en Angleterre. Aaaah l'Angleterre. Le pays d'Elizabeth William Kate, des vestes en tweed, du pudding, des Beatles, des tabloïds, du tea time, des pims (God Save The Pims), des looks hors-normes, du fish and chips, des cabines de téléphone rouges, des « oh lovely », du breakfast consistant, du t-shirt porté en plein février sous la neige, des « fuck » lâchés entre chaque mot, du « Keep Calm and Carry On », des personnes au teint laiteux, des uniformes aussi hideux les uns que les autres... A propos d'uniformes, sachez que cette histoire va se passer dans un pensionnat anglais et pas n'importe lequel. Plus précisément un « boarding school » où se côtoient des adolescents que la vie a gâté. En clair : un pensionnat pour jeunes riches. Le St Edward College - c'est son nom - est un château typiquement britannique situé près de la frontière Ecossaise, perdu au milieu de champs qui s'étendent à perte de vue. Le château renferme des centaines d'étudiants âgés de 11 à 18 ans alors on va se concentrer sur quelques-uns d'entre eux. Ils sont tous en Terminale et connaissent le château par cœur. Alors si tu te perds dans les couloirs et que tu croises m'un d'eux, n'hésite pas à lui demander ton aide, il sera ravi de t'aider. Quoi que méfie-toi de Harry, Niall et Louis, va plutôt voir Liam ou Zayn.

"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

Guillaume Musso a dit « (...) C'est comme le vertige du funambule en équilibre sur un fil. » Vous êtes le funambule, je suis le fil, cette histoire est le vide en dessous. Que faire ? Tenir le coup ou chuter ? Sachez qu'il n'y a pas de retour en arrière possible.