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SEQUEL TO THE OTHER SIDE!! DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU'VE ALREADY READ IT!!! It's been a year since the battle Lana Herondale started, and life had grown worse and worse. While she'd pried herself from her old life of partying and drinking to a new life of magic and witches and wizards, nothing was what she'd expected. Living in a New York apartment with her two best friends, Sawyer and Rae, Lana's world is once again flipped around when she's informed that the Dark Lord Voldemort may have returned once again, and this time on the back of an innocent host. She must battle with her mental deterioration and the Dark Lord all at once, but how can she be expected to survive it again when she barely made it out last time? Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters such as Sirius Black, Cedric Diggory, and Lord Voldemort. I own Lana, Sawyer, Rae, etc. J.K. Rowling is the creator of the Harry Potter world.

Once a girl turns fifteen, her name gets put into a raffle. Once a guy turns 18, his name is also entered. The town match-maker chooses a boy and a girl and then on January 1 of each year, the new couple meets. The brides are forced to live in their new 'master's' house for twelve months. If by that time they aren't pregnant or have given birth, they are shunned from the community and some of the girls are killed. Of course, it isn't the husbands fault. Living in a sexist community where women are treated like chattel is disgusting, but more so for 14 year old feminist Jessica Lee. In a society where men rule and woman follow behind, how will Jessica survive holding her tongue through marriage and what is supposed to follow?

***Warning: Scenes of a VIOLENT and SEXUAL content*** His hands were reddened by the blood he shed. His name was blackened by his town's harsh labels. But his heart was pure. And his heart was hidden safely under his leather armor, the armor she helped pry off him. Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover image: @halcyon All Rights Reserved © 2013

Like many typical girls, eighteen year-old Rachel Morgan falls head over heels for an out-of-reach guy, named Harry Styles, who, in her presence, tints her cheeks red, strips her of her vocabulary, and has all of the Earth's butterflies fluttering to her stomach. While her long-time best friend Niall is spilling his juice or crumbs from his Nando's chicken all over their usual cafeteria table, Rachel is spilling over Harry with her friends, Nat and Ashley. The only downside to Harry's lush, brown curls, cheeky dimples, and sensual, green eyes is that while he's wearing his husky blazers, preppy Jack Wills hoodies, or rusty Ramones t-shirts, he's got Rachel feeling like she's wearing an invisible cloak. But after joining the volleyball team, she dumps her invisible cloak for a jersey as Harry, who's also on the volleyball team, begins flirting with her. After the two go on an unplanned, syrupy adventure, they find themselves more close to each other than ever - that is, until a new guy moves into town; Zayn Malik. Starting off as a shy, artistic, and mysterious friend to Rachel, Zayn soon becomes the only wedge that could come between her fairy-tale relationship with Harry. Being Zayn's best friend, Liam Payne, the school jock, helps to further Rachel and Zayn's relationship. To complicate things even further, her best friends, Niall and Louis, begin to harbour secrets and spin cobwebs of their own. Then, a new girl with some baggage enrols into Beakman High School and gives Rachel an unpleasant feeling. What do you do when love gets complicated?

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

Delaney Escott lives in a world where popularity reigns supreme. If you want to be noticed, social status is everything. The government is run by the Superiors: a very exclusive group of individuals who are virtually flawless. They are smarter than us and stronger than us, and to join their ranks is the highest honor. The Superiors pay an annual visit to the top schools in the nation and evaluate the students, choosing one boy and one girl - the most Popular in the school - to go the Capitol and train for Superiority. Delaney thinks that she's the only one indifferent to (and perhaps even suspicious of) the Superiors, until Caleb Payne, the most popular boy in school, approaches her with a request. He has a task for her, one that he believes she is uniquely capable of completing. And as she helps him, Delaney discovers that the government is hiding many secrets - and that the truth of the Superiors is far from what people believe it to be. [Watty Awards 2012 Winner, Science-Fiction: On the Rise]

"Nothing gold can stay." -Robert Frost Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover: The Floz

[✔] Completed ©ForeverDreamingx™ 2014

“Playing hard to get are we?” Harry murmured under his breath. Their faces were so close together and Mikayla could feel his agitated heartbeat. Her heart was flipping too and she knew he could feel it, but she wasn’t going to show any weakness at his charms. His arm was at the side of her head as he leaned even closer, his minty breath starting to hit her lips. Harry kept coming closer and closer. “I try,” was her only answer, driving Harry insane, as she flipped him around and pushed him against the wall. She continued, “But it´s hard when it comes to you.” She liked him, and she knew it. Mickie knew the way boys like Harry worked, and she knew just the way drive them crazy. When they didn’t get what they wanted. “What are you going to do about that?” Harry whispered, feeling small against her boldness and loud ways. She pressed her index finger against Harry’s lips, silencing him. “First,” she mumbled, getting closer. She knew it was working, Mickie smirked. “I’m gonna kiss you here,” she mused lowly, pointing at his lips. Slowly; painfully slowly for Harry’s sake, she started to lean in. Mickie brushed her bottom lip against Harry’s and then, to his dismay she pulled away. She continued as she saw Harry’s lip trembling, “Now close your eyes,” she ordered, and he obliged. “And then?” Harry´s voice trembled. “Then,” said Mikayla as she pressed her lips against his ear, “I’m going to walk away.” And she did just that. + + + + + A story by Valerie Gold and Isabelle Lovett.