(FIRST BOOK for Kingdom of cards) While on tour with the band, Noah struggles with depression and is constantly making bad decisions. He eventually starts to feel that pain on a whole other level... mean while he finds himself wanting to be with his on sight manager's daughter Eleanor. Ellie is a sweet but shy young lady who helps her father with paperwork or assists bands on tour. Yes Eleanor is aware of how strong Noah's feelings for her are and she can't help but fall for him..... "My father... Noah he wouldn't want this." Ellie whispered, "F*ck your father... Look at me Ellie, we're not here to follow your father's rules, so let's break em" Noah whispered and kissed Ellie hard in the dark bus room...... "YOU ARE DONE, BOTH OF YOU ! I'M NO LONGER YOUR MANAGER AND SHE'S NO LONGER YOUR LITTLE TOY.... GOODBYE NOAH. " Jonathan screams grabbing Eleanor by the arm. "ELLIE ? ELEANOR WAIT" Noah yelled running towards the taxi, "NOAH ? DADDY PLEASE STOP " and before Noah knew it.... She was taken from him just like every precious thing to him was ripped away.... TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDAL ATTEMPTS, DRUG USE, ALCHOHOL, ROMANCE, AND DISTURBING THEMES CHECK OUT CHAPTER 2>>>

Breanna Thompson has suffered the worst kind of abuse. Whether it'd be verbal, physical, sexual or mental. She has gone through it all. She meets a mysterious man one day at a local pub. He tries to help her in anyway possible but to Breanna, it's useless. She's a scared, broken girl. Will she eventually let the man help her out of her misery? Or will she push him away and continue with the suffering?

[[BOOK 2]] Noah thought he had seen the last of Veronica after she up and left without a trace while he was on tour. But one chance encounter proves to them both that you can't always run away from your past. Veronica's different after two years apart. With more secrets and lies than she can manage, and an entirely new life that no one can keep up with. It doesn't take long for chaos to ensue once again. This time Noah is determined to make things right and mend their strained relationship. no matter the cost. But can you ever truly put back the broken pieces of a glass heart? This is a sequel to Glass Houses, I strongly advice reading that one first as they are not standalone stories. ***Warning: this story will contain, but is not limited to, Alcohol, abuse, sexual contact, brief mention of rape, sex work, and more. Reader discretion is advised. ***

[[BOOK 1]] Veronica was never dealt the perfect hand in life, and she did a good job at complicating it further. When she finally decides to leave her abusive fiancé, Jasper, she has nowhere to run but back into the arms of someone she thought she could leave behind with her old life. Noah is a rising rockstar with the world at his disposal, but when he finds himself back at his childhood home he's brought face to face with someone he never thought he'd see again. It doesn't take long for the duo to fall back into old habits, but like most things in their life it doesn't come without obstacles. If maneuvering through the treacherous waters of their newly reignited relationship wasn't difficult enough on its own they both have skeletons in their closets waiting to make an appearance. It's hard to protect your safety when you live in glass houses. warning; this story will contain sexual content, mention of rape, abuse, drug use, alcohol, self harm and vulgar language.

A feel-good Ville Valo romance, with just the right amount of smuttiness. What happens when a 26 year old virgin with a broken mind, meets the ever so charming Ville Valo. Here's a little snippet of what's in store for you guys. "One of his hands shot up from my ass to my hair, and grabbed it roughly between his fingers, jerking my head to the side. A gasp mixed with a moan hitched in my throat, at the sudden pain in my scalp. A pain I realized, I actually kind of liked. Our lips separated with a wet smack, and he attacked my neck, feasting on my sensitive flesh, leaving his mark on me. He kissed his way back up my neck, licking along the shell of my ear. I almost didn't recognize his voice, it was hoarse and so low. Almost like a growl. "God you are so sexy." I felt his heated words as a hot damp breath against my ear, and I bit my lip. His hand let go of my hair, and trailed down my front, stopping on my breast. He didn't move it for a couple of seconds, awaiting my response. I jerked my hips hard against his arousal, longing for more pressure at my now soaking core, and for him to touch me." Disclaimer: I don't own Ville Valo, or anything affiliated with H.I.M or other famous people mentioned in this story. Warning: this will eventually become very smutty