Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

WARNING: This was my very first fanfiction I ever wrote. guardian angel noun 1. an angel believed to protect a particular person, as from danger or error. Isabella was just a normal 19 year old girl, striving to be an author one day. She and her best friend, Leah, finally talked their parents into letting them move from their small hometown in Maine to move to the busy city of London to attend college classes there. When they first get there, everything goes as planed; the classes are going great, the city is even more breathtaking then they thought it would be, but all that changed in one night, when Isabella finds herself being stalked by a strange boy. But what she doesn't know is that he's not stalking, her he's watching over her. The closer she gets to this boy, the more secrets come out. Will Isabella be able to handle these secrets this boy holds? What will happen when she starts to fall in love? Will love be stronger than rules? Or will it all come crashing down before her eyes? A story of forbidden love, getting second chances, and completely unexpected friendships. -COMPLETED- Trailer by: @tomlinschievous Edited by: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: _Discovered_

Syreena Wate, mostly known as ‘The Dirty Angel’ is Zayn Malik’s personal stripper. She’s the one who dances for him and entertains him late at night. She’s the one who gets the cash stuffed in her underwear by him. She’s the one who gets money thrown by him. And she’s the one Zayn Malik is falling deeply in love with.

Faye tries to forget about the father of her daughter, Harry Styles. As it was a one night stand, why would the famous Harry Styles want to suddenly become a father? And even if he did, Faye wouldn't want her little girl growing up being surrounded by paparazzi. However it's pretty hard to forget when her best friend is Louis Tomlinson, they only ever meet at Faye's house so Harry doesn't see Faye or Summer. But maybe a trip to Hyde park could completely spill everything. Will Harry want to be a part of Summer's and Faye's life..or will he just try to forget about it and focus on his career?

*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