When a boy and a girl meets, they become friends, then probably fall in love, then comes the ‘I love you’s and then maybe, just maybe, they end up getting married. In this case, what if a criminal, who’s capable of killing people with only one hand, meets an innocent girl who doesn’t even dare to kill ants? Well, a lot of things can happen, especially if they’re both total opposites. Harry and Violet are total opposites of each other, but they do have one thing in common; they both hate life. Of course, they quickly click together like how negative and positive magnets attract. Then again, where is the fun in the relationship without cupid? When cupid decides to join in the relationship, he twists it around into a game; a game of love and escape. "I dream of escape but never try." [TRAILER ON THE SIDE] Fan Fiction #10 / Teen Fiction #26

Everybody in this world has a soulmate. When you are born, you are given a silver chain necklace with an intricate charm. There are only two that are exactly alike in the entire world. The caring ones, the shy ones, the confident ones, the tough ones, the angry ones, the sick ones, the crazy ones, everybody has a necklace. It's only if you choose to follow it, that you will find your one true love. When the town bad boy who is constantly in trouble discovers Harley is his soul mate, he doesn't wait a second to make sure she's all his.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

"Before you can see the light you have to deal with the darkness"

{MATURE CONTENT READ AT OWN RISK}.

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

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

Book 1: Liam *In advance this book is under editing due to incorrect grammar and punctuation. Sorry for the inconvenience. xx* Casey Mitchell and Liam Payne were in a serious relationship for almost 2 years. If you've ever believed in soul mates, you'd believe that they were made to be together. Never fighting, never once did either of them hurt one another, but when a crazied fangirl attacks Casey at the local grocery store Liam decides this life style is to much for a sweet girl to handle. He breaks his own heart as he breaks up with the first girl he's ever really fallen in love with. A week after the break up, Casey found out she was pregnant. 5 years later Liam's best mate, Louis runs into Casey when she's at the park with their daughter.Will Casey ever talk face to face with Liam again?  And will Liam ever find out that Jessica is his, or will Casey keep it from him? Is there ever going to be a chance for these two, or are the sparks put out for good?

Emily has been bullied for as long as she can remember. She cannot deal with life. She try's every possible to escape; cutting, starving, throwing up. Nothing works. She still feels fat, and ugly. But what happens when she meets someone that wants to help her get better? What if that person happens to be Harry Styles? Will he help her or leave her like everyone else does?

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?*