This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

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.

"Beatrice, you sit in row 3, seat one, and Harry you will be row 3, seat two." Little did I know that those words would change my life forever. [DO . NOT . READ . THIS . BOOK .]

He's famous, I'm famous. He was my bestfriend, I was his bestfriend. Let's hook up and make fangirls cry. [COMPLETED WITH SEQUEL]

Vanessa Smith was a very happy ballet girl, she was cheerful, fun and out going. but ever since December 2012 her life changed. her boyfriend dumped her for a bimbo, her mom died in a fire and she has to live with her so called father, his new wife and step daughter. Vanessa quit ballet ever since, ballet reminded her too much about her mother and too much about her past. now she moves into her father's house, she becomes more distant, more quiet, more cold. the only place she could be free is in her school "London Arts" a place filled with fun, creativity and talent. but her step sister Amber also goes there. But one day what if a certain boy band comes and enrolls this school temporarily? How Vanessa survive more drama than there already is? Will a certain flirt change her? (Title was previously called: Kiss Me) [Cover done by: @jLoStypayhoralikson_]

[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars

Beatrice and Harry have settled things but still don't have a relationship. Will things change between them or will they always just be friends in person and dating to the press? DO NOT READ

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...

"I knew he was trouble.. I knew he would only cause me pain from the beginning. But his piercing eyes intrigued me and the mystery behind them took me over the edge. He was damaged. An angel with a broken wing. They used him and broke him, Turning him into a monster. His evil encompassed me. It changed me. I'm too far gone to be saved. But I dont want to be saved. I'm stronger now. He was a refreshing virus, a welcomed parasite. He was....The sweetest poison."