Andi Griffin has a problem. It was something she had always kept to herself, until her parents saw her legs and stomach at the first barbecue of the summer. Shipping her off to the mental institution three states away, Andi has to deal with her mind, her heart, and the ones around her. It was starting to all work out, until somebody new came along.....

"Why are you holding me captive," I asked. "You've done enough damage. Do you know how much trouble my father has put me through? I just want to live life to the fullest. Why are you working for them!" I asked, letting out a sob. "I don't have to tell you anything. Shut the hell up!" Nathan yelled at me. He kicked me in my side and I cried out in pain. He's such an arse. I can't wait to get out of here. Where is my group of Superman when I need them the most? (Sequel To Abused, Kidnapped, Raped... You most likely won't understand what's happening unless you read the first book)

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

*THIS IS THE SEQUEL* My name is Aussie Horan, or if it would be if Lucifer, or also known as Jamie Lannister, or the King Slayer, hadn't interrupted my wedding or try to kill me.

Austin Martin, beta of her family's werewolf pack, has known about her mate fir two years. Her mate is Niall Horan of One Direction. After years of waiting she finally has a chance to meet him. She also finds about something very interesting about him and the rest of the boys.

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?

17 year old Jessamine Taylor has just recently moved to California after her parents both get job promotions. She's very excited to be moving to a new state. The only thing that catches her off guard is one of Hamminton High School's bad boys, Harry Styles. Something is different about this boy, and she wants to find out.