Emily Smith is not a normal teen, she's a spy in training thrust into a life where everything is Classified. Her mother is training her in the ways of Espionage and Stealing. Emily may not be the best spy/thief ever, but she knows when something is not right. Her classified life suddenly becomes way more complicated when Emily meets a seemingly normal boy on a practice session who shows up again halfway across the world on a another one. Can Emily figure out what this boy is up to? How will she face the dangers along the way? Lucky for you, that information is not classified. "My phone between us flashed with a new text message and I grabbed it lightning fast and opened the text up. The screen before me only held two words, but those words shook me to my core. I dropped the phone like it was on fire and Christina picked it up immediately. 'Hello, Emily." she read. 'Em, did you-' 'I didn't tell him my name.'"

Running late on her flight home from London, Alaina is in a huge rush. While she's almost to her plane she crashes into someone in the airport. In the rush she is in she grabs whatever's in her sight and is on her way. But she soon realizes she has the wrong phone, and not just anyone's phone, it's Niall Horan's phone! Soon after the return of their phones, Alaina feels something more towards Niall. Will he feel the same way? Or will it just be the same old thing?

What can I say, high school sucks but it would be a hell of a lot better without a tail. *Completed*

What would you do if you are forced to marry the famous Harry Styles? You would scream and jump up and down, I'm sure. But not Amethyst Wyatt. She doesn't even know him. So, what will she do when she finds out her parents have promised Anne (Harry's mum) that she'd marry her son? How can she manage marrying someone she doesn't have a feeling for? Join her journey through her ups and downs.

"Hey!" I yelled. He turned around and looked at me. "What?" he asked, sarcastically. "You know what" I moaned. "You were meant to kiss me" I whined. He laughed and ran back to me. He connected his hands around the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. Now this was romantic. Every inch of my body felt warm and fluttery. I pressed my lips harder against his and rested both my hands on his bum. I hooked my thumbs into his back pockets and smiled. He pulled away and smiled back at me. Susan had to move from England when she was younger because her dad was fighting in a war, but now a sick, evil man has constructed an army of troops to steal girls and turn them into prostitutes. One day Susan gets captured by the troops but soon she realizes that she is falling in love with her kidnapper. But is the feeling mutual? Will they be able to hide for the rest of their lives?