Life is hell. Life is painful. People are mean and hurtful. They spot the weak ones and torment them until there’s nothing left. Until the soul has been crushed and all life has left the body. Until there’s only a corpse. They drive one until the edge and don’t stop until one has jumped. I jumped. . [PREQUEL TO UNSEEN - Read only of you have read that book before] . Illustration by Agnes Cecile. All credits to her.

[mini-sequel to UNSEEN] One girl came and changed James’ life, broke the walls and everything he had built around to protect himself from both people and ghosts. But now she’s gone and he has to keep on living. Step by step, from the most painful one until it becomes natural, he has to figure out his life now she’s absent. Live fully, she told him. And that’s how James will live, until they meet again. Until the absence is filled with her laughter and her love again. ⋙·⋘ Illustration by Agnes Cecile Edit by Bel Watson

[COMPLETE ✓] Rumour has it that a new guy is joining our class this year. All the girls are going crazy, imagining all the case scenarios from cliché YA books: mysterious, rebel, bad boy, werewolf, fallen angel, even vampire! The worst part, I don't even think they have read the books; they only watched the films. However, it doesn't make much difference to me, it's not like he is going to see me. No one sees me. Oh but don't worry, I got used to this and I learnt to enjoy it. Believe me, being unseen has its perks. I'll show you. ⋙⋘ Illustrator: Sarah Bochaton

Jane's family has a dreadful secret. They have been cursed to live in the world of their own dreams until a descendant can break the spell. From Alice Kingsleigh, to Jane March. It's her turn to bear the curse, and she finds herself stuck in the realm of Harry Potter. Will she be able to distinguish between dreams and reality? Will she finally be the one to break the curse?

Niall wakes up in the hospital one week later, some things are not the way they were before. He's confused, troubled and things have gone wrong with his body. Niall is different now and he knows it but he doesn't understand how any of it happened. Niall feels as though he can no longer be his best, that he isn't good enough for Harry anymore. But he still tries. And that's okay. (cover by: @louisdontletmego) Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014.

Niall Horan owns a small irish pub at the end of the street and he really likes to read. One day, some underage kid with a fake leather jacket comes into the pub and knows the author of Niall's book. Niall doesn't know what this poor looking lad wants, but he thinks it's okay if he stays for a while. This is their story. *Warnings* Okay so if you don't want to spoil the story for your self don't read past this. If you are sensitive to some triggering topics and would like to know what is in this story, read on... First off, there will be NO major character deaths. Warnings: underage, cross dressing, gender confusion, flashbacks, homophobia, violent scenes, sad scenes (like pretty sad), fluff and smut. Mentions: non-con/dub-con, rape, abuse. (cover by: @louisdontletmego) Persian translation: https://my.w.tt/UiNb/3lf1wRYgcI Copyright © All Rights Reserved 2014.

In this sequel Niall and Harry have more to overcome in their blossoming relationship. Louis and Zayn are still floating around aimlessly unsure of how to move foward with one another all the while Liam just wants to maintain a decent relationship with his new girlfriend. New jobs, new hobbies, and new people who threaten their balance. *Cover Made by: narratore*

Everyone knows of Harry's love for cats. He has one of his very own named Nialler, a blondish-brown Siamese cat with blue eyes. He adores his kitty and Nialler is completely in love with Harry, smitten with his owner. One night, one wish, and a suddenly human Niall turns Harry's life upside down. This story belongs to me. © All Right Reserved 2013

*Updates most Mondays* Book Two in the Darien Grace Chronicles "I couldn't hear the music. I knew that it was pulsing all around me, I could feel it vibrate through the air, but I couldn't hear it. I hadn't been able to hear it for a while now. I just couldn't. I hadn't set foot near a piano in nearly three weeks. The music didn't matter. What was the point of it anyway? Music was a distraction. Music was a curse."

*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.