Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to be always working, making them leave behind their two children with relatives far more then they would like. When Cassie's father gets a call for him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave...
What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]
The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.
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.
Preview of the first book of the Anarchy series, published by Orion Books. Preorder your copies today! This is danger. This is chaos. This is anarchy. All Rights Reserved to Megan DeVos, 2018 ©
She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?
Louis has always been an outcast. Now he goes to high school. He has always had feelings for none other than Harry Styles, the school's most popular guy, who gets all the girls and is the team captain of the school's football team. Harry on the other hand, has never paid attention to Louis, barely knows he goes to his...
Keeley accidentally swaps cell phones with a rivaling high school's star quarterback. Unable to switch back until a week later, she must interact with the arrogant boy, passing along texts and voicemails. As she gets to know him better, she realizes there's more to him than sexual innuendos and egotistical comments. B...
Suddenly his hand covered my mouth "Don't scream" He whispered and before I knew what was going on I was dropped inside a van I couldn't see their faces but suddenly I knew who they were. One of them was wearing a stripes shirt, One of them was Irish, One of them had an orgasmic British voice and he was called Hazza...
All human souls are corrupted and dark, but her soul caught my attention. It was good and pure. The soul I had been looking for all this time. It has to be mine. It will be mine. © Copyright. 2014 @rippedskinnyjeans. All rights reserved.
