"Take your shirt off Harry." I say, already unbuttoning his top, exposing his broad tattooed chest. "Oh.. excited aren't we cupcake..." Harry smirked, chuckeling as he bit his lip and possesively gripped my waist. "Boy if you don't stop with your horny self, I'm only doing this so I can iron your shirt, how the hell you gonna get money and pull bitches with your wrinkly ass clothes."

Leaving behind everything she's ever known, Emilee enters a world of high glamour and even higher stakes. The new freedom that comes with being a part of the Famoux is intoxicating, but behind the perfect image lies an ugly truth - being popular is a matter of life or death. ***** Out of the wreckage of environmental collapse, the country of Delicatum emerged. Its most popular celebrities are the Famoux, uniquely beautiful stars of a reality TV show called the Fishbowl. In a world still recovering from catastrophe, they provide a 24/7 distraction. Sixteen-year-old Emilee Laurence is obsessed with the Famoux - they provide a refuge from her troubled home life and the bullies at school. When she receives an unimaginable offer to become a member herself, she takes it. But soon she realizes that fame can be deadly... Content and trigger warning: This story depicts mental health issues and contains scenes of violence. [[word count: 350,000-400,000 words]]

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

*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."

Just an overanxious girl with sarcasm and hurt buried deep inside her, just a tough boy who cannot understand his own weakness... Some stories never die.

After an atrocious incident that almost cost them their lives, Simon Cowell decides to hire a bodyguard for Liam Payne and his girlfriend, Danielle Peazer. You would think that person would be an inviolable, unassailable, male, right? Well, not this time. Simon hires Miranda, a nineteen year old girl who just so happens to have been specially trained in the protection industry by her father, Paul Higgins. Paul is rather unsure about letting his little girl work as a body guard for one of the most famous people on the planet and his girlfriend, only because he doesn't want her hurt. But of course, he goes along with it and let's his daughter work her dream job, knowing he'd still be there to keep an eye on her, considering he is One Direction's bodyguard. When all five members of One Direction move in with Miranda, they quickly become close friends. Their relationships grow strong and close, some closer than others... What happens when Miranda accidentally causes a breakup between the people she's working for? Or when she falls for 3/5 and 3/5 fall for her? How will Paul react to the way the boys look at his daughter? All together, they make long lasting memories, earn painful scars and reminders of incidents they never wanted to have happen, find and make love, and suffer heartbreak. But after all the drama and pain, love finds Miranda and one special boy. Watch as they make mistakes, battle against one another, hate each other, and most importantly, protect, forgive and love one another. All Rights Reserved to @CorrinaWalsh any copies will be reported and you'll have to deal with a very upset me :)

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”

{Third book in the 'Adopted By Elounor' series} "We've been through so much... And the last thing I want to do is let you go. Alex Tomlinson, will you do me the honor of being my wife?" I looked down at Niall with tears in my eyes. I nodded my head yes and he slid the diamond ring on my finger. Our lips met in a passionate kiss as everyone around us clapped and cheered. Almost two years have passed since Niall proposed to me. I am now finishing up my last week at university, Niall right by my side the entire time. I've been keeping a secret from him for over two weeks. I don't know how I should tell him, or how he'll react... My doctor said it's going to change mine, and everyone else's lives drastically. I never expected, that on one walk with my fiancé, I would discover such a tragic secret my enemy has been hiding from everyone. Never had I thought, I would finish university and almost immediately, start my own business. Niall and I have already planned to live on our own when I return home, so I won't really be seeing my parents. Under all this stress, the last thing I wanted was to have Niall leave for tour. What am I going to do without him? Will I be able to get through this difficult period of time, all on my own? I guess I'll just have to see what the future holds. Cover by @uapukun21 All Rights Reserved @CorrinaWalsh 2013/2014