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?*

"This is so wrong." She said. "Then tell me why it feels so right." He replied, wrapping his arms back around her waist. "But you're my step-brother..." Amy Vayler is 16 and lives with her father and his girlfriend in New York. She's been living there for 3 years. Until now. Now Amy is going to stay with her mother and younger sister for 6 months in England. Problem One: She feels like a stranger in her new home. Problem Two: She dislikes her mothers fiancee's son. She dislikes him a lot. Problem Three: She's falling in love with him.

We always thought nothing could tear them apart. That no matter what happened, they would always be together. That their friendship was unbreakable. The boys thought the same. But when Niall disappears, everything changes. It’s a story of friendship, tears, adventures, confusion and pain.