My hair was trapped on the rock underwater! I began to panic and struggle for air, my heart was beating faster and faster. A thick liquid oozed out of my head; blood. My whole body was still submerged under the surface. I tried to swim but my eyes fluttered shut... I only focused on one person, screaming my name in the distance. Harry. Emmie is a broken person without her best friend, and childhood sweetheart Harry. After a year of no contact and broken childhood memories, Harry tries to come back into her life. And what happens when hatred turns into love? Can friendship ever become something more. Or will a tragic injury and a love triangle ruin their lives forever.

Bella's back! But not the sweet innocent little girl she was 11 years ago. 11 years ago, Lucy and Harry got remarried, and to Harry, it was his fairytale ending. But not for Bella. She aspired to be a dancer, so her mom complied. But maaaay have pushed things a little too far. Bella just wants nothing to do with her family anymore. Especially her "Uncle Lou'', who is all she has to blame for the broken mess she sees as her family. Instead of the sweet little girl Lucy intended to raise, she ended up getting an emotionally tired, rebellious, punk-rock ballerina. What. A. Mix. And what happens when Lucy accidentally sets her up with a guy that both she and her husband Harry disapprove of 110%?

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

“You’re making a huge mistake,” I whispered, my words cracked, crumbling at the seams like I was inside. He looked up at me, those bright, emerald irises danced with everything that I never was. “Maybe,” he shrugged. The words and the decision seemed to come easily for him. It was then that I realised that it was because he was normal. He’d done this so many times. “Or maybe,” he took my hands in his. They felt big as they enveloped my own; his touch foreign. “It could be the best decision of our lives.” - Love is overrated. Crying is overrated. Life is overrated. This is because Annabelle Salter is a simple girl. She doesn’t need these complications that are love, weakness, and opportunity. She’s a simple girl with a not so simple past. She had her life planned out: She was sticking it out with her mother in adoption – Ariel – in a small unheard of town in England until she turns nineteen. Home-schooled, quiet, reserved and having spent the majority of her childhood isolated from the reality that is danger, socialization and people, she isn’t prepared for the very complicated idea that comes crashing into her well thought out and organised life. After an anonymous phone call to her house in England, she receives news that she’s to travel to New England, America, over Christmas. It’s only law for things to go wrong when an eighteen year old girl who has no idea how to handle life, and mostly, people; gets thrown into working in a mansion containing masses of celebrities all battling it out for ignorant television. She’s just trying to survive her time there. Little did she think the thing she doubted the most, would get in the way.