My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

*Warning: Contains Explicit Content - Imagine making someone fall in love with you twice. When Harry and Savannah cross paths, their connection is undeniable. After life strikes, accidents happen and mistakes are made will love be the ultimate factor? More importantly, will she stay? *** "Thank you so much for that. I can see now why I fell in love with you before." The words felt so foreign leaving my lips yet so effortless. "Yeah?" he replied a grin meeting his rosey lips. "Definitely. Now bring back Happy Harry." And just like that, a beautiful bright smile appeared on his face.

The sequel to "Crescent Sun: The Twilight Saga after Breaking Dawn". Renesmee has gone missing, and the Cullens along with the wolves are panicked and worried. What they won't expect is who helped took her. They never expected that a long time aquitance who has helped them before, would turn on them now. Will the Cullens and the pack find Renesmee in time before her kidnapper kills her? Then someone from the past has joined the vampire world, but what The Cullens dont realize is the affect it will have on Edward and Bella's relationship. Someone else is now trying to get in between them. What will Jake do when someone interferes with his relationship with Nessie? Will Jake and Nessie ever get married? Will the Cullens ever find their peace they have been searching for in such a long time? What other events are going to ruin that peaceful life they want? FInd out here in the next segment of The Twilight Saga

Harry was tired of it. He was tired of being the "lead singer" of the band. He was tired of being "the flirty, filthy manwhore". He hated the fame. He hated the attention. He hated everything. Scarlett was tired of breathing. She just got out of rehab but still struggling. Her whole life she'd been known as "the quiet girl". She was always in everyone else's shadow. She was constantly put down, overlooked, and constantly change so she'd "be good enough". "Tired" couldn't even explain her pain. The two seem to be completely different, but are they really? When they finally meet they realize one thing: They're just what they needed. // book one of the strings series //

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Everyone has a secret, right? A secret no one is supposed to know about? But what if somebody does? Take Jade as an example. She was just walking home from work on a cold winter night when she heard screaming. No one was around usually at this time of night, and she was alone. She decided to ignore it, but heard it again. She followed the sound which lead into a nearby park. What happens when she sees something she's not supposed to see? What happens if the people who did the awful thing, knew she saw? What happens when the people who did the awful thing are the boys every girl around the world knows about named, One Direction? Copyright © 2012-2013 xxJadeStylesxx

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

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?*