Book 1 Harry thought it was only a bet...but then it turn into something he never experienced before....love. Read as Harry gets inspired to become a better performer by a girl that was known like a nobody but suddenly turns into someone while disguised as a talented artist most likely to be known as Ariana Grande. Ariana Casanova had a secret, but the only people who knew were her bestfriends Scarlett Valentine,Mackenzie Fisher, Perrie Edwards, Eleanor Calder and even Zayn Malik who were also friends of Harry's, she lived the best of both worlds typical Hannah Montana story, trust me,but it's not like that,she gets pick on just because she's smart and pretty and that's not supposed to go together now it's just a typical High School Musical story. Read as Ariana inspired a lost boy to find passion for something that was known as a pastime for him....but does she know it's just a bet? 2013 EdiBracetty©

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

"I have Art with you." His deep, raspy voice surges through me. My green eyes latch with his. I've never seen anything like them; they're huge and they sparkle, standing out against his dark fringe of lashes that brush his cheek when he blinks. His heart shaped lips curve into a sweet, inviting smile, pink and plump. His hair is dark and curly and shiny and... "Sorry, I have to go..." I push myself off of the ground with all of my strength, my fingers clasping around my bag and pulling it up with me. I hurry past him, my heart rate beginning to speed as my shoulder brushes his forearm. I'm terrified at this point. That small little touch...it made a sort of heat trickle all over my body, down to my toes. My whole body seems to go up in flames at the stupid contact our skin made, and when I look in the mirror of the girl's bathroom, my hair is just a few shades more orange than it's usual red, seeming like it's set ablaze. This can't be good. *** DISCLAIMER; This book is purely from my imagination and mine only. That means there shouldn't really be a duplicate one of me out there unless there's an alternate universe I'm not aware of. In other words; Do NOT copy my story, please. It's 100% mine from my brain, except for any characters that are being used fictionally. This story is a work of fiction as well. Thanks. (:

He's new. He's a history teacher. He's young. He's very good looking. He is Harry Styles. When Kim Martins starts her new school year as a junior she realises that some things have changed. She has got a new teacher in her most hated subject. HISTORY. He's very handsome and hot. But soon she'll find out that he's just an arrogant prick that makes her solid D fall to a F and messes with her emotions. She hates him, but she knows that there's a thin line between love and hate. ( I know I suck at description but give the story a chance :) ) BTW I'm not english , so english isn't my first language but I'll try my hardest :) Copyright © 2013- by Vanessa Haag. All Rights reserved.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

Joslynn is best friends with Louis Tomlinson, and always has been. She's also become best friends with the rest of his band, One Direction. What will happen when Louis decides to visit after a whole year of not seeing each other, except over Skype? Joslynn starts to feel things that she's never felt for Louis. Louis starts to feel things that he's never felt for Joslynn. These two life-long best friends start to realize they need something more. Can they make it work without destroying their friendship in the process? *UNDERGOING EDITING, PLEASE DON'T JUDGE MY WORK I DID WHEN I WAS 12*

"Rosie Moore. You will be partnered with....." He waved his hands around above a piece of paper while covering his eyes. JUST TELL ME! "Louis Tominson" I actually started laughing. "You're joking right?" The whole class was silent apart from a few 'oohs' started by Zayn Malik. Another one of the populars. There's basically five boys I can't stand in this school. Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Liam Payne and the devil himself Louis Tomlinson. Now i'm freaking married to the guy. I've been partnered with my rival Louis Tomlinson in The Marriage and Baby Project...

All I wanted was one summer. A summer where I could forget the inevitable ending to my short story and focus on the now. I had everything planned out, one big list before I kicked the bucket. I knew exactly how I wanted my story to go however I promised myself I wouldn't do one thing. Fall in love. That was before I met Harry Styles.