Holly Paw. Innocent, shy and waiting to find her mate. Once she finds out who her mate is, her life is filled with confusion, lies and love. Holly knew that love would never come easy in the world she lives in, but she never knew it was going to be that hard.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

There is a fine line between good and bad, right and wrong, this or that, and it is proven between bad boy Harry Styles and good girl Jaycee Fiscella. For most of Jaycee's life, she has been home schooled and has been handed anything she wanted. For all of Harry's life, he has struggled to make it by with just his father by his side. Harry has a reputation that Jay would never have, as well as Jay having one that Harry would never have. Harry knows how to live life to the fullest (meaning, dangerously) and Jaycee knows how to play it safe. The two of them both have different personalities and wants in life, but they can both learn something from each other; the meaning of caring for someone else. Will this little love story prosper, or will in crash?

“Not everyone can be a hero. Sometimes, we forget that we're only human." Marley has made mistakes, one mistake in particular that changed the way everyone views her, and more importantly, the way she views herself. She’s now known as a coward, a monster, the scum of the earth, all over the world and she can only watch as everyone turns their back on her. Harry has made mistakes, one’s that have also changed the world’s view of him, and inevitably his view of himself. He’s now known as a player, a man-whore, a delinquent more than a pop star, and he feels his perfect world crumbling down around him. Both Marley and Harry know what it’s like for the world to turn against you. They know what it’s like to receive hate from every corner, and reach the absolute low. And who knows, they might’ve done something irrational and drastic because of it, if it weren’t for a chance encounter in a quaint bookstore. Whether it be themselves, their friends, or the world entirely, these two have to get someone to realize that they can’t be perfect. They can only be human. Copyright © 2013, TheCrazySide on Wattpad. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

When small time musician Caroline Mitchell is having a bad day, then finds herself trapped in a dark alley with no way out, she's finally convinced that the world likes playing practical jokes on her. Until the backdoor opens, and out goes Zayn Malik... Now she just couldn't figure out if her day just got better, or WORSE.

*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

Lia and Josh have always been best friends. They made fun of the so-called popular kids of the school and were comfortable with each other. Until someone comes along and tries to ruin everything they had. Justin has watched Lia from afar for a long long time, he never really thought he liked her until some recent change of events. Read this story and you'll be indulged with a bet, a lie, love, lust, and a gun. The tables have already started spinning. What's it gonna be?