❝ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜰʟʏ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀʟʟ ❞ Trapped in a toxic relationship, Annabelle finds it difficult to leave. Adrian is everything she has ever known. Niall is her childhood bestfriend. Destiny always finds a way. PREVIEW: "You need to wake up." His voice was gentler now, almost pleading. "This isn't love, Annie. This isn't..." He took a deep breath. "This isn't healthy." "You don't understand," I said adamantly. "He's different now. He's trying." Niall's expression hardened. "And these?" His fingers hovered towards my neck, where the marks lay. He dropped his hand before he touched them. "This is him trying?" I flinched, taking a step back. "I should go." "To him?" Niall asked, voice cracking. "So he can do worse? So he can continue lying right to your face?" "That's not fair," I snapped, walking up so our faces were inches apart. I felt so much anger towards him right now that I almost couldn't contain it. His words hurt me, and he said them so effortlessly... I wanted to hurt him the way he hurt me, it was a constant war within me not to lash out at him. I knew I had to leave before I did, my fuse was running short. "No, what's not fair is watching someone you-" He cut himself off, turning away. When he faced me again, his eyes were hard. "What's not fair is watching someone you care about walk willingly back into a fire and not being able to stop them."

Continuation of The Nine Princesses. Full description will come later.

Visiting her hometown for Christmas, Nellie is already frustrated by changing family dynamics and returning to a place she'd tried to forget. With separated parents, a sister she barely knows, and nosey neighbours poking into her life, it's hardly the time for rest and relaxation she hoped for. But when she reunites with the one person she vowed to never see again, the season falls into even more disarray as she's forced to confront feelings she'd spent years pushing away. With a new year approaching, and the remnants of a lost love, it is up to Nellie to figure out how willing she is to open her heart to those that love her most.

Book Three of the Fairy Tale World series. Sage, the queen of Neverland, wants to rule the entirety of the Fairy Tale World. She has started a war throughout the world and everyone's lives have turned upside down. No one wants to be a part of the war, but it's gotten to the point where everyone is involved. Gretel is a simple girl in a big family, longing for adventure. Jillian is a giant slayer who has lived her life listening to others yet longs for a life where she's the one in control. Amelia is the Charming Kingdom's young princess dealing with loss, heartbreak, and destruction. Alice is a quiet girl who gets sent off into unknown territory and adventure. Will these four girls be able to survive the war, even with their own problems going on?

When Alys Driscoll met Harry Styles in the hallowed silence of an Oxford library, she didn't see a superstar-she saw a statistical anomaly who didn't know how to follow the rules of a queue. He didn't see a doctor of genetics; he saw a girl in a vintage mustard dress who was "written in the stars." Four years later, the stars have misaligned. Between the crushing weight of Harry's global fame and Alys's clinical need for order, the "beautiful agony" of their marriage has reached a breaking point. While Harry believes their love is destiny, Alys has run the data and concluded that the most rational expression of love is to let him go. With a band falling apart and a divorce on the table, they have four therapy sessions to bridge the gap between his heart and her logic. But can you fix a relationship when one person speaks in lyrics and the other speaks in facts?

[Complete] It's the oldest profession in the world. The clientele is as elite as it gets. So what happens when one of the world's most eligible bachelor billionares falls in love with a girl who gets paid by the hour?

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.