{Sequel to Fangirl, I recommend reading it before you continue} Michael and I were two peas in a pod. Best friends, and dating in my mind. Then, something changed in him. His personality was completely different, everything was crazy. I was convinced we would never be the same, after all, I was just a broken fangirl to him.

In which two teenagers find love in the warm summer days, and cool sweater weather nights.

Lies are told. Secrets are kept. Hearts are broken. Risks are taken. What has Ashton gotten his girlfriend Addie in to?

Sequel to Pranks. ©IoIitas

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? Edgar Allan Poe

"It doesn't have to be for real, we can just pretend."

"Who's that?" I asked looking at the tall figure standing further in front of me. "Oh that's Michael..." Ashton replied looking at me, I kept my eyes on the guy with piercings and tattoos. "He's looks uh tough, better be careful he looks dangerous!" Ashton point out. "Yeah? Maybe you shouldn't judge on appearance!" Tara is an ordinary teenage girl, or so that's what everyone thinks... A story with a huge twist, but what? A superpower? A secret? What happens when she meets Michael? A dark and mysterious guy with tattoos and piercings? Will he figure out the truth behind Tara? And live happily ever after? Everyone has their secrets... © copyright 2014 by @SWS_JC_5SOS_CRS

he just wanted sex. she just wanted to be loved. so they compromised this is the ugliest book ive ever written, the storyline is good but my writing isn't. if you want good material, go read my other books :)

i don’t know this girl, i don’t know what she wants from me. i don’t know what these poems mean. i don’t know anything at all but one: i’m going to find her. ⓒ 2013, Kaira G. Self publishing ct-hood ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorised reprint or use of this material is prohibited. If I fucking learn that someone copied my works, I will find you and skin you alive like pychotic Harry i s2g pls dont this is my baby