My name Rosemarie Jacobs and I'm 18 years old. I have a terrible past, my father Alexander Jacobs used to abuse me and still does. I cant take it anymore. After my mom died in a car crash my dad has been telling me its my fault she died which I know isn't true. That is until I get adopted by. . . Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. What happens when my father escapes jail to come and find me? What happens when I meet my new fathers friends? Will I. fall for one of them? Find out in 'Adopted by. . . Louis Tomlinson?!'

He was the prince who got away. He had it all - power, fame, glory, honor. (Did I mention the unlimited supply of money, alcohol and women?) Yet he chose the human world. She wasn't shy, quiet or even remotely sweet. She wasn't your girl next door and she certainly was not a princess. When Victoria is hired to kill a mysterious stranger, she didn't know she was dealing with royalty. Of the immortal kind. Their worlds are about to get intertwined in a way neither could've foreseen. Welcome to a place where pretences are everything and everyone lies to get what they want. There will be scandals. Conspiracies. Betrayal. Love. Vampires, angels, magic and smoking hot men. And of course, a whole lot of "What the hell just happened?" *** Current ranking - #1 on Fantasy Wattpad Featured book Fiction Award Winner 2017 Completed

CURRENTLY REVISING. Expect updates but it is just the revision of the story. I hope you like it. They told me that everybody hates me. That I'm a spoiled brat, that I'm an arrogant girl with a nasty attitude. But why does everybody hate me? Simple, they know me. They know me because I'm the Crown Princess of the United Kingdom. Everybody doesn't like the Jamielle they were seeing. They don't like the new me. They don't like my attitude. The way I talk to my Grandmother. They just don't understand me. But really, they don't know me. They don't even know a percent of who I was. They told me, that the crown should be held with kindness and humility. It was not to be wielded like a sword as a knight does. I don't care how I hold the throne in any way as long as my sovereign is well and stable. I only have one problem, I cannot contain the pain that I'm feeling that I fell in love with my husband who arranged for me to marry. He was in love with someone and I'm diverting the pain in doing my duty as Princess. This was one mistake I made. The mistake of opening my heart to let the wrong person in.

Let's just say Katniss never volunteered for Prim, and Prim made it out alive. She's faced with more challenges, of course. The Third Quarter Quell is now here and Prim is thrown back in the games along with an unexpected volunteer. This is Prim's story, Catching Fire: Prim. This is a fan-fiction based on the novel "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins. *I do not own any rights to the characters, ideas, plot, dialogue, and whatsoever. All rights go to Suzanne Collins, the author of the original book, Catching Fire. This is just a fan-fiction of the book. If you haven't read the books (or watched the movies), this might be a bit hard to understand.* ©2015 illiterate-writer

*COMPLETED* You and your friends are hiking in the woods. Let's just say that their names are Jack and Stella. But, you can imagine them differently, whatever. You three stumble upon an old, tattered-up house. The two of them are too chicken to do anything, so they leave all of the decision-making to you. Only one rule applies: no cheating! Will any of you make it out? Choose your path wisely.

Sarah is a 17 year old girl.Her dad sold her to Simon Cowell and now she has to babysit 5 boys. Will she fall in love?

Jenny's life is not that great. She does babysitting jobs just so she can earn money for herself but when she gets a call from One Direction's manager, her whole life changes.

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)