Haley Morris is just a normal girl. One night she's stuck locking up the club. She opened the door and BAM! The next thing you know there is someone lying on the ground. He begins getting up and she recognizes who she just hit. "Hey are you-" Copyrights ©_AyeeKristinith_

When I tell people I’m a maid they just say “oh”. But when I tell them I’m Harry Styles maid, they freak out. Kat Taylor has been working for Harry Styles for three years. He's her boss and her friend, so she keeps her massive crush a secret... from him. Kat has her fantasies and daydreams but she's got a major problem, Caroline Flack, Harry's steady girlfriend. Kat's always been shy and as Harry continues to fight with Caroline he turns to Kat, breaking her shell. He learns about her dark past and begins to realize how much she's been through. Read the story of how a maid stole Harry Styles's heart.

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have been enemies since they were eleven... but have they, really? The events of the second wizarding world cause both boys to explore deeper, much different feelings. But could something ever come from a relationship that everyone else thinks is so wrong? *All copyright belongs to J.K. Rowling. I don't own any of these characters. Cover art is not mine either*

FIRST BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES Lauren Jauregui hated Camila Cabello, plain and simple. Of course, who could blame her? Camila had been the one who read Lauren's private texts in front of the whole cafeteria, forcing her out of the closet. Lauren left for New York with her three best friends the day she graduated, thinking she had escaped Camila. The only problem is, Camila is back. And different. Completely different. Not the kind of 'different' you'd expect, either. Highest Rank - #11 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

Brusenna is the last. All the other witches have been captured, their songs stolen and twisted from harmony and growth into chaos and death. She alone must stand against an evil much older and darker than anything she could ever imagine-an evil every witch before her has failed to vanquish. In that, Brusenna must be the first. And join my mailing list to stay up to date on my latest releases, cover reveals, and free books: http://eepurl.com/l8fl1 Purchase links: Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/amber-argyle Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/Search?Query=amber+argyle Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Amber-Argyle/e/B004YE1BR4/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

The hypocrisy and cringe is astounding, my 13-14 year old self needs to be kicked in the ass.

End of 5th year, Voldemort and Harry talk while Harry is being possessed. Eventually, in real life, they find out they're soul mates. Will this odd couple not be affected by war, family, friends, and angsty Professors? Sirius is still alive, OoC, fluff, smut, WolfStar, Tom/Harry.

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.