Welcome back to my art book. THE SEQUel. We've been through this before so yeah. Just art.

[Highest Rank ~ #1 in Fanfiction] 7/18/2016 BOOK ONE → "YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE ME!" He screamed. You stared down at the silver pistol that was dangling in his hands. You watched the man that had the fate of your life in his hand. You were beyond scared. the man in front of you was handsome yet fatal. His face was something you've never seen before but the shiny contraption in his hand snapped you out of your thoughts. "I DONT LOVE YOU & I NEVER WILL!" You shouted at the top of your lungs, all of sudden becoming brave. Once you saw his face, you regretted your bravery. "Take it back." He whispered while holding the gun up to your head. A tear streamed down his face as you watched his shaky hand clutch onto the trigger. + Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.

[IN BOOKSTORES AND KINDLE UNLIMITED NOW!] What if you were matched with the original love god? --- When Lila goes to the Cupids Matchmaking Service it is to tell them to stop spamming her. Instead she finds out that cupids are real, she has been matched with a dangerous love god, and that he is coming to find her. Soon arrows fly, myths are awoken, and Lila finds herself part of a deadly supernatural war that could cost her her life, and her heart. Perfect for fans of Percy Jackson and the Vampire Diaries. --- THE PUBLISHED VERSION OF CUPID'S MATCH IS OUT NOW! READ IN KINDLE UNLIMITED! Get your copy of Cupid's Match at bit.ly/CupidsMatch or follow the link in my profile!

Meet Lily. A smokin' hot bikini model with a sexy Colombian accent. Lily is engaged to a famous Telenovela actor, Dylan Cooper. But how come another man, Xander Valiente claims as her fiancé too? Meet Xander. The gorgeous Italian billionaire that claims Lily as his missing fiancé. He believes that Lily is Mia Stewart - his very demure, conservative and innocent long lost love. Xander is a desperate man. He won't give up until Lily admits that she is Mia. He is willing to do anything and give everything just to have her back in his arms. How sure is he that Lily Rojas and Mia Stewart are the same person? Both women speak in different accent. Lily is liberated while Mia is conservative. And most of all, Lily doesn't recognize Xander. She claims that it's the first time she set eyes on him. Is she lying or not? Find out in this new funny love story of Lily - Xander - Mia.

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

I'm not gonna say those girls aren't cute, or didn't catch my eye because some of them have, but this girl here, has my undivided attention.

SLOW UPLOADS An the beginning is a bit... wonky. It all started with a Direct Message, over Instagram. Nicole Roberts is a fangirl. She loves obsessing over things, real or not. She loves expressing her love for things, and is always devoted. Her pride and joy was her blog. Nicole runs a secret blog, that none of her friends know about. She has active followers and always talks with them. Everything was good. Then one of her favourite bands loses a band member. Zayn Malik left One Direction. She was devastated. She cried, couldn't listen to their music and let out her anger, over Instagram. Then, another fan account DM's her. It's not unusual, but they grow close. They talk any chance they can. This mystery account knows what Nicole looks like, because of the picture of herself she once posted, but Nicole doesn't know what her internet friend looks like. But what happens when she meets the person behind the screen? A Harry Styles Fanfiction. Contains mature language and sensitive topics (kinda). YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Since the new twitter update, there are group chats and you can get in a group with anybody you want to, if someone add you, who has a follow of your special person. Every fan of One Direction dreams of texting with her or his favorite, but the chance that they answer you is almost 0. But Lily believes in her luck when someone added her in a solo dm with the famous Harry Styles. After months she almost lost her hope but a Twitter notification brings her back to reality.

From the same author as "More Than Friends". Zoe and Alfie want a child that can travel to events with them, and handle them always being on the internet. It's better off having a child that is ready for that straight away. So they adopt a girl who is one of their fans, and life goes on for the 3, or maybe 4 of them.

It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t so much spared him a glance anymore, and it was this that made her sit with him that one faithful day and begin something that would only end up causing her pain.