Because the smallest steps you take, can lead you to someplace you'd never thought you'd reach. [Book five of the This Series] © 2014 leah the great

marissa jones is forced to go a boarding school in London after her parents get a huge job opportunity there. cover by @soundthealarm © British_Irish1D, 2015, All Rights Reserved

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞

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He broke the promise that would've kept our friendship together. No calls, texts, facetimes, or any signs of communication while he was off at X Factor. So what happens when Niall comes back and expects to be treated the same? Well, what happens is the exact opposite of what he was thinking. I simply ignored his sorry ass- I mean butt. But me being the considerate person I am, gave Niall one more chance at being my friend. Prank War. The prize for the winner is simple, but can change everything in a heartbeat. If I win, I choose where our friendship stands. If Niall wins, he chooses where our friendship stands. So I have one last thing to say to you Niall, before the war begins. Game On, Horan.

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.