{BOOK THREE TO PICTURE THIS & SECOND SNAPSHOT} 'Capture my heart in a vintage photo frame. Frame it in only the best and love it with all of your heart. I dare you, to promise me you'll be mine forever. It doesn't take much. Just capture my heart and keep it. We can make some memories worth keeping on the way.' Secrets. How would you feel if you knew that pretty much all the people that you thought never would, were keeping secrets from you? There's something being hidden. And it's something big. And Ashley's determined to find out what. But it's not only what she wasn't told, it's what was lied to her about. It always seems to be the people she least expects. It's not only the fact that she really doesn't know as much about her past, present and future as she thought, someone's determined to make sure of three things. One: That she remains as clueless as she has done for years. Two: That her life is a mysterious living hell. Three: That she's put into so much jeopardy and sabotage that she can't take it anymore and crumbles underneath the pressure of being stalked and sabotaged. Basically, they want to make her go completely mad. At first it was all fine and dandy, it was a fresh start, a new life as a happy couple doing well for themselves, but for Ashley, you can run from your past, but it'll always be there to catch you up in the end. But it's not just her, one target would never be enough, it pays off to kill off at least for a while the ones close to her. So just how long can Niall and Ashley take the pressures of this crazy life? It's not just their lives' that are hanging in the balance; their relationship is doomed for murder too. Life isn't about fighting off the bad anymore, it's about preventing it in the first place. And sometimes, you really can't trust anyone anymore, even if you want to. After all, you're more vulnerable when you're standing alone.

Well this is different, I thought to myself, as I stared at the 5 boys now standing in front of me.The grins were long gone from their faces, and a new dumb-founded expression was now playing across their features. "You never told them I was gonna be a girl, did you ?" I narrowed my eyes at Simon, while nudging Val, who was clearly trying not to laugh at the boys expressions. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Rickie. Just turned 18, finished my exams, got an awesome new motorcycle, and I'm currently heading over to England to study law and psychology at Oxford University, and finally start training in the London police department with my overprotective, idiot of a twin brother (Who I love to bits, but he doesn't need to know that) Everything had been prearranged and was supposed to be a simple matter of settling in our newly bought apartment, focusing on my education whilst attending training, and overall, carrying on in a NORMAL manner. What really happened couldn't have been further from the truth. Being hired as a personal bodyguard for a world famous boy band who I was supposed to be protecting from a series of seemingly unconnected "Accidents", whilst refraining my own brother from seriously harming any of them because of the fact they keep hitting on me - wasn't really on my agenda when I thought about the things that I would be doing when I got here. Did I mention I was also currently living with them ? Or that one of them has a burning desire to smother me in possessiveness ? No ? Make that all of them.

It's said that the prettiest smiles hide the darkest secrets. Is this the case for Delilah? She's always hidden so much behind her stunning smile. She thought her walls were impossible to bing down, she's held them up and steady for so long. She lives in London, away from her family in Australia- away from her best mate Dylan. It's hard on her, but she's living her dream as a famous YouTuber and aspiring writer. One night changes everything though, knocking down the walls and destroying them like a tornado. She's left shattered on the inside, broken beyond repair. Can certain cheeky curly haired boy save her along with his best mates? Read to find out.

Is it possible for a bad boy to be your saving grace? Well for Farrah Bryant it was. After she finds out her boyfriend of six months has been cheating on her, who do you think was there to help her through it all and most importantly get revenge? That's right. The notorious school bad boy Brody Bauer. Just that name alone was enough to send people into hiding. However for Farrah she couldn't have been happier to have him on her side. Especially when it comes to destroying her ex Blake Coleman. Although nothing comes without a price and, Farrah is just about to figure that out when the school bad boy starts making some demands of his own. What could be the reason for this bad boys sudden interest in helping her? And what is it with his hot possessiveness? There is only one way to find out!

******READ A BIT OF MY LATEST CHAPTER TO SEE HOW MUCH MY WRITING HAS IMPROVED LIKE HONEST ITS SO CRINGEY I CANT****** Falling in love with your best friend seemed too cliche for my liking, so me and my best friend always knew we weren't going to do just that. However, life is so unexpected and before I knew it, I had a brain tumor, was stripped of my old life and given a new one. A life without my best friend, Niall Horan. I left the X Factor, where I had made it up to bootcamp, but it didn't matter. My dreams were crushed, there was no hope. I never did tell Niall, about my brain tumor and just cut contact with him. He didn't need to worry about me. What I didn't realize is that Faith also comes into play and well Faith does whatever the hell it wants. So next thing I know, here I am, reunited with my best friend. My brain tumor is gone, and I have my best friend back. It's times like these where I realize it's just a little too good to be true. And it is. Slowly, without even meaning to, I start falling for the boy who was none other then my best friend. Everyone knows falling in love with someone you simply cannot have is a nightmare, and I feel as though this nightmare will just never end.