Isobel Davis will never forget the night she was snatched into an alley and brutally raped while a knife was pressed against her throat. She will also never forget the boy who saved her. But even though he saved her that night, how can he save her from the nightmares that follow, waking her up in the middle of the night and bringing her to tears. Robert (Bobby) Slade has always been known as the local badass. Half the teachers at the high school want him suspended indefinitely, and the local police know him by his first name. He has always been bad news. When he saved Isobel that night the smart, beautiful, head-strong girl that he had secretly admired over the years had been torn apart and ripped to pieces, and the girl in her place was just a shell of what she once was. But Bobby will stop at nothing to find that girl that he had once admired, and bring her back. He will save Isobel, even if it meant saving himself too..... But with a stranger lurking in the shadows, both those tasks may prove to be more difficult that either of them had expected.....

Phoenix Embry is a 17 year old girl who is caught in a world filled with hate and suffering. To the naked eye, her life may seem normal... even her closest friends are unaware of her dangerous situations at home. Although she smiles and tries to stay happy throughout the day... as the sun sets and the world turns dark and cold, Nix spends many nights huddled under her blankets, or hiding from her step father in her closet. Sometimes she can fight him off... some nights if he's too drunk she can even evade him... however, from time to time he catches her and rips the innocence from her body time after time. Things get even worse when he enlists his own son, Nate, to help him torture her. Everett is a foreign exchange student from Ireland, he happens to live just down the street from her, and they even share classes together... however, in the three years that he's lived in her town they haven't spoken a word. Although they don't have a traditional relationship, Phoenix has grown quite an attachment to the friendly Irishman; for the past year and a half, she has been slipping letters into his locker... sharing her secrets with a complete stranger. Over the past 8 months, she's taken to cutting and slicing her body in an attempt to numb the emotional pain. She keeps it well hidden until one day at school he almost catches her slipping a note into his locker. What will happen when he sees the angry marks on her skin? Will he connect the dots and figure out that she's the girl in his letters? Will Ev be willing to accept the horrors of her past... scars and all? *Graphic Content* This story deals with self-harm, and will also include: violence, offensive language, drug use, and sexual content.

||book 2 of the akotw trilogy|| For now, things are going perfect for Channing and Niall... but things never stay perfect for long - especially when some of Channing's biggest demons of her past aren' t willing to give up on dragging her back to Hell. When monsters from her past resurface, Niall learns that Jeff has some friends in high places. A kidnapping, more abuse, and more suffering awaits them-- not to mention the psychological damaging and emotionally draining flashbacks that Channing begins to suffer every time Niall and her attempt to be intimate. What will happen to the friendship shared between Louis, Harry, and Jetta after one night they manage to take things a bit too far? Even though both boys manage to hold a piece of her heart, in the end she will have to choose one... or will she? Will her possible inability to choose destroy their friendships entirely? Or will it bring them closer than they've ever been...?

||book 1 of the akotw trilogy|| Hate, abuse, and suffering. That is the reality for 17 year old Channing Darly. She endures the abuse delivered by her stepfather, while also trying to protect her oblivious mother. In order to deal with the physical, emotional, and sexual abuse, she often finds herself turning to the blade, and taking her frustrations out on her own delicate flesh. When Channing gets the chance to meet the boys of One Direction at a local signing, she's eager and nervous to share her letters that's she's written to Niall over the past year. They develop a bond that no one seems able to explain; Channing leaves Niall with a stack of her letters, and Niall leaves Channing with the promise that he'll read them, as well as his leather bracelet to remind her that someone is thinking about her. Someone cares. Little does Channing know, that once she let's Niall into her mind and soul through her letters, he'll stop at nothing to mend her broken past. Even when she resists his advances, he lovingly kicks the walls down she's built around her heart; one kiss, one touch, and three little words at a time. They may not have known each other for long... but all they know for sure is that everything has changed... and it started with a kiss on the wrist. ||WARNING|| This story will contain sexual content, as well as many forms of abuse, including: drugs, verbal/physical/sexual abuse, and self harm. It is rated R and not intended for individuals who are underage or lack the maturity to understand such mature concepts. Also, later on, you will find some chapters have been marked as private by Wattpad because of inappropriate content-- please be sure to follow me so that you don't have any problems viewing these chapters. Feel free to watch the trailer in the media section if you need a more visual explanation as to what this story contains. <3 Mandy © 2012

||book 3 of the akotw trilogy|| Running. Running seems to be the only thing that has been consistent in Channing's life for the past ten years. Hiding. Hiding is the only action that has ever been able to offer her comfort and assurance. Even when her life took a turn for the better, it was only a matter of time before she had a reason to start running again. Running right back into the arms of danger- a reason to start hiding from the people who loved her. The thing is, she didn't realize Niall would be right behind her, willing to disappear into nothing... willing to leave it all behind, for her.