One Direction - pretentious, self-indulgent and naughty. It's about time that someone brings it back to the ground. Therefore, they actually already need a babysitter. But unlike expected, this babysitter is a woman: Riley - unrestrained, disciplined and bold. No wonder the guys want to get rid of her right back! "But what if one or another guy falls for her, although it was expressly forbidden to them...?! *German to English Translation* - Credit to original author!

[Cover credit: Malot Aznar] "You need to learn to notice when a door is closed. If the door is open, you go through it, and if it's not, you need to see if you can build a new door, not just barge in whenever you want." Living alone for years, the last thing Kathryn would want is to be caught by an attacking pack. A survivor of an attack that destroyed her own pack, she has always been a lone wolf. What seems to be the end of her life becomes a chance to start anew when she met her mate - Liam. The only problem: Liam is the Alpha of the blood-thirsty pack, responsible for many destructions and deaths. Bound by fate, Kathryn's only option is to try to change Liam from his cold-hearted ways. However, it is not as easy as she hoped it would be especially with objections coming from the members of the pack. To make matters worse, an imminent attack boils around the corner. Having experienced a brutal attack that wiped away her pack, how will Kathryn face her own personal struggles? Amidst opposition and struggles for power, will she be successful in her goal of changing the pack's tradition? How will Liam and Kathryn deal with what destiny had in store for them? A book about challenging traditions and beliefs, and a heart-pounding mystery and romance, you surely don't want to miss this adrenaline-charged book! [This is my first book and I sincerely hope no one judges me too harshly on it. I know it has a lot of mistakes, I do.] This book was published on 21.08.2016! This is only a sample of what the book USED TO BE. The rewritten version can be bought on Amazon.

Robin had the best of everything. Now it's time for everything to come down crashing.

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.

Carter Noel is a quiet girl that has gone through hell and back. Hoping to escape her past, she leaves to the UK in order to start a new life. Enrolling at Brentwood Boarding School, Carter comes across Harry Styles, a boy that reminds her of what she left behind. Everything she ran away from comes face to face with her but there's something about him that draws her back. Will her past keep her from falling in love or will it protect her from what she's afraid of? DO NOT COPY THIS STORY! *Copyright Violators Will Suffer The Consequences & my vicious wrath grrr* no I'm serious, if people copy this I will NOT post anymore!

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...