Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

*All credit goes to Lydia* Fourth book in the SYT series

His lips were on scalding, on fire even as he trailed them up my throat at an agonizing pace. His crisp spearmint breath danced around us in an aroma of passion as he let out small pants of pure lust. The oxygen in my lungs suddenly ceased to exist as his boiling lips began to suck the sensitive skin right below my ear. "Tell me you're mine." He growled lowly against my neck out of pure need. "Donovan..." I moaned out, my voice dripping with need. The fire from his lips seeped all the way down to my core as I clenched my legs hard. A small needy moan escaped my parted lips as he hovered over them, waiting for me to give in. His deep brown eyes pierced my very soul with passion as he met my lust filled gaze. "Say it." He breathed lowly in his deep baritone voice. The fire in my core spiked hard, and my tongue unwillingly uttered the words "I'm yours..". Before the last syllable rolled off of my tongue his lips met mine. + + + + + + + "I lifted the broken board slowly, the fear of the unknown dragging it's bony fingertips up my spine. There, under the board was a pitch black, damp crawl space. A small pipe leaked water in the distance. A small sob broke the uneasy silence in the small space. My heart stopped entirely as my eyes adjusted to the dark, revealing a small boy no older than seven huddled in the back corner with a death grip on a small blue teddy bear." © All Rights Reserved

Katiana's life looks like a dream to most people, but the truth is it's not. Katiana's parents are having marital issues and she is having her own issues. But things are about to happen. Will it make things better? or worse?

⚠️ CAUTION: UNDER CONSTRUCTION , CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN ⚠️ Copyright © 2015 by imnotshortimfunsized Life is not guaranteed. It's not something we've earned, or deserve. It's a gift that God himself has given us. It's crazy, stupid, and beautiful. But life has quite a nasty lover, death. They are in a constant tango, when one life is taken another one is given. While one family sits at a grave sight watching their loved one return to dust, another watches a beautiful baby's birth. No matter how hard we try, we can never prevent the inevitable. Like it or not, you have an expiration date. We all do. But, is everything in this life as it seems? Why is it that my life is falling apart, but a drug dealer/rapist is getting rich with his toes in the sand? Why am I being hunted? Why am I someone's prey? Why me? Why am I falling for the man that yearns to see the life drain from my body? My death has become a game of some sorts... for both of us. He tries to kill me, he fails, we spend the night together, and in the morning hes gone. To be honest., I would never admit to myself that I fell inlove with my killer... a killer that was very bad at his job... killing. I was #1 on his kill list, and I knew it. But I had always pondered on the question that still remained... If he really did get a good chance to kill me... would he do it? It had always upset me if I had pondered on the question for too long, and to be honest I don't really know why. Afterall he had been trying to kill me for 4 years now, and he still had not succeded. There were still many, many questions that have not been answered... Why is he so strong and fast? Why is he so inhumanly gorgeous? Why hasn't he killed me already? Why does he want to kill me? Does he... like me back? My name is Saphire Williams. And I am falling for the fallen.

Rose Hilton Goes Through Life Events Also one direction IS involved but its not a huge part if the story it doesn't revolve around. Them ;) Cast list? Rose Jace Justin Amy Ivry Roses dad Roses stepmom Asheil ONE DIRECTION

People have always associated success with stars. People have always associated everything with the stars. Since the beginning of time, there have been countless quotes and encouragements relating to those great big, burning, white hot, masses of gas in the sky. From those little golden star stickers that your kindergarten teacher gave you for not biting that kid with the crayon shoved up his nose to the little phrases. ‘Reach for the stars', ‘Count the stars’, ‘Wish upon a shooting star'. Humans associate success and well-being with something they know next to nothing about. Some stars a planets, others are galaxies. Most are burned out and dead. Back when Jesus was said to be walking the earth, they believed that when a child is born a star is placed in the sky. Some say when you die, you become a star. You shine from the skies and look down on everything below you. Then there was this Greek Goddess. They called her Asteria. That's also what they call me.