Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

You are now reading Books I and II in a combined format. They are presented here as a single volume. Book I is about a thirteen year old boy's journey into magical healing. It is a time of awakening. Awakening to who you are, what you are meant to be, of friends and young love, of power and its use for good or evil. Book I is the book of beginnings. Book II outlines the further adventures of Julian, Nicole and Brian after they have grown up. What's at stake is magnified exponentially as the extent and full power of the Tree becomes realized. Book III has just begun. (Oct 10 2014) Please go check on my profile page. :-) Here's a thought. ^.^ We Canadians sometimes spell things differently. Like 'neighbourhood', 'Paediatrics' or even 'honour'. How's that? :-) So, thank you all so much, but please do not edit my work for spelling or grammar. All right? :-) I'd rather get there on my own, eventually.

"You just led me on, didn't you!?" He screamed, pushing me up against the brick wall and holding me there. I winced as my back hit the surface harshly. "Didn't you!?" He screamed again, tears brimming in his bright green eyes. I shook my head rapidly, trying to fight back my own tears as Harry continued to accuse me of just using him to get information on him and his gang. "You're an analyst," He spat, releasing his hold on me and letting me fall to my knees on the pavement. "It's your job to figure out who I am, what makes me tick, what makes my friends tick. I've had enough. I don't want to see you ever again. If I do, I'll be sure that you never see the light of day again."

**This is the sequel to Niall's Cancer Battle.** Not everyone is fortunate enough to live through death. And I guess I didn't technically "die." But what I did experience was enough to really slam me back into reality.

Niall Horan of One Direction is going to die. He's been diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. This is a rollercoaster-of-emotions story about how he and the boys deal with it and go through it. Be sure to bring tissues when reading! Also, please note that it is in fact, a fanfic. No 1D Member has been harmed through the making of this story! (:

{COMPLETE} The lovely architecture and notoriously posh people of Bath are helpful distractions from the thousands of secrets slipping whispered into ears and written on notes. Everyone has a secret, and some have more than others... If anyone knows about keeping secrets, it would be Liam, Niall, Harry, Zayn and Louis; they've been keeping big secrets since the summer between years seven and eight, when their best friend Lars, an older and popular lad that played rugby, disappeared. They thought they had their secrets under wraps... until they begin getting notes and messages from "King," a certain secret someone who seems to know all their secrets; the big ones, the small ones and everything in between, long buried ones that only Lars knew. Now their secrets don't seem so secret... And the safety of keeping secrets? Well, it doesn't seem that safe anymore. **WARNING: bullying, homosexuality, eating disorders, and the like are included. Read at your own risk!**

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?*

(1st Place in 1D Bromance Award Summer 2013) Niall Malik, the little brother of Zayn Malik is finally allowed to go to a normal public school, like his brother instead of being home schooled. For 15 years of trapped willingly in the house, Niall is excited to meet new people and mingle with Zayn's friends. Liam Payne is feared by everyone at school. His bad boy appearance; tattoos and piercings explained everything about the Wolverhampton boy. The only person he'd never beats up is his friend Louis Tomlinson and girls. But nothing can stop from these two hearts, innocent and full of hatred, to collide,.....

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.

Louis's life was supposed to be perfect. He was engaged, happy, and recently scored his dream job as an art professor at a university. So then, why can't he stop thinking about the mysterious mute student in his class?