Sometimes people aren't what we think they are. Even though sometimes, their true nature isn't too far for what we see. Elena's strong attraction towards Harry was more like a connection, but as hypnotizing as an attraction could be and even more. But what she didn't know was behind that feeling a tragic story was lying. Secrets and a tragic past are about to be unlocked.

WARNING: This was my very first fanfiction I ever wrote. guardian angel noun 1. an angel believed to protect a particular person, as from danger or error. Isabella was just a normal 19 year old girl, striving to be an author one day. She and her best friend, Leah, finally talked their parents into letting them move from their small hometown in Maine to move to the busy city of London to attend college classes there. When they first get there, everything goes as planed; the classes are going great, the city is even more breathtaking then they thought it would be, but all that changed in one night, when Isabella finds herself being stalked by a strange boy. But what she doesn't know is that he's not stalking, her he's watching over her. The closer she gets to this boy, the more secrets come out. Will Isabella be able to handle these secrets this boy holds? What will happen when she starts to fall in love? Will love be stronger than rules? Or will it all come crashing down before her eyes? A story of forbidden love, getting second chances, and completely unexpected friendships. -COMPLETED- Trailer by: @tomlinschievous Edited by: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: _Discovered_

all i've done defeats me //rooftops with miles// [sequel to brown haired boy] friday, may 1st: #2 in short story

Lola Dawson had always been the good girl, had always been loved by everyone, and had never gotten into any kind of trouble. She had been happy and normal for her entire life. That all changed on her eighteenth birthday. Everything that made up her life was pulled away from her in an instant while sitting at school in the cafeteria. That day she wasn't the 'good girl' anymore. Truthfully, she had no idea what she'd become. But they did. (Includes Ingenium, Somnium, and Proelium)

(The Triumvirate Histories Book Four) What does the world think when a girl who'd been dead for three months turns up at the site of a huge CIA raid, which ended up with an explosion and four deaths? That she might have been in a stickier situation before than they'd known. What did they think would happen when she had a major panic attack after she realized that everything about her was gone, locked away in her mind? Well, obviously what did happen...or else they wouldn't have been prepared to knock her out again with morphine. And just who would that girl be? Me, Emmy Alexander...at least, that's who they told me I was. You know the stories of people with amnesia after a traumatic accident. They don't remember weeks, months, or maybe even a few years of their lives. I'd call them lucky, because they at least had a foundation to build on. Me? I couldn't remember a thing when I'd woken up after they'd knocked me out after my panic attack. I couldn't remember me, my family, my best friend, how I'd gotten the burns and cuts that now marred my body... I couldn't remember whose green eyes haunted my dreams every single night. My therapist said that my memories might come back in my dreams, when my subconscious mind was free to be revealed. And so far, she'd been right. Parts of my life were slowly coming back to me - my father's laugh, my mother's smile, my brother Jason's and best friend Drake's annoying overprotectiveness. But there were others that I couldn't explain - a tale of secret societies, puzzle keys, bronze boxes, and break-ins to museums and government buildings around the world. It wasn't until I saw those eyes on a man, who seemed so familiar that it made my heart ache, from across a gallery in the Louvre. A man who introduced himself as John Raymond. And it didn't take me very long to realize that maybe, just maybe, he was the key to everything.