Addiction. Blake Adams wasn't looking for an addiction. He wasn't out hitting up drug dealers or spending his Friday night gambling. No, it hit him full force in a beautiful pair of green eyes, hiding a dark and heavy past. His mate. Delilah Winley, AKA Sunny Taylor, was afraid. Her brother had rescued her from that wretched man who dared lay his hands on her, but could moving to a new town and changing their names keep her safe, or would the man who gave her nightmares find her and finish what she started. And how could she live a normal life when she could barely stay conscious when someone touched her, the fear making her panic? She was in a new town with strangers who were normal. Social. So how would she survive it? If only she knew. --- STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 14 and I didn't finish it, maybe one day but proceed with caution!

Selena is traumatized at a young age, while watching her father abuse her mother. At ten years old, her mother gives her the advice, "never fall in love". She takes it to heart and makes it her mission to hurt the male population before they can hurt her. She shuns any chances at love. Eventually, however, all of the mind games that she's played with guys will backfire.

Love. It only ends with either of the following two things. With "Happily ever after" or, heartbreak. © riabel_ 2013

In Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, Kendall Woods and Harry Styles were the best of friends. Best friends fall in love, right? That's exactly what happened with Kendall and Harry. But one night, Kendall catches Harry snogging Emmalie, Kendall's other best friend. Feeling broken hearted and betrayed, Kendall dumps Harry and the next month, moves away to London by herself. She hates Harry, and she also hates Emmalie. Kendall tries to forget about Harry, but that's nearly impossible since he is so famous now and his name is literally everywhere. But what happens when fate decides to cross their paths once again? Will old feeling arise, or will Kendall keep on hating Harry like she did since that night? (COMPLETED.) [PLEASE keep in mind that I wrote this in, like, 2010-2011 so it's EXTREMELY carroty and makes me cringe. Not my best work...]