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.

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

LOVE WAS NEVER MEANT FOR MONSTERS © 2017 opheliacs [43 - poe]

some people say that the most important things in life cannot be seen or even touched; they are felt with the heart. in that case, ethan didn't feel anything at all. his heart had almost become numb as a result of everything he had been through. but when an ordinary but somewhat alluring girl named jess stumbles upon ethan's rough heart, he is instantly captivated. because jess is capable of doing something no other person can do; she makes ethan's heart feel again. - cover by @korslay

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Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.