Valentina Eaton is a normal everyday girl, you can meet her anywhere. at school, in the streets, grocery store. nothing seems strange or even odd about her. Aiden Young is not so easy to figure out or easy to solve, nobody has ever succeeded to break into his world and that's what made every girl want him. you can not expect them to get along or have anything in common.. but deep down inside of Aiden's heart, he was hiding a lot of things, he is trying way too hard to get over them but it doesn't seem to be working. Valentina on the other hand, was simply in a war, a war with herself. She is fighting so hard but she is always on the losing side. Life will bring these two together forcefully. Will Valentina break into Aiden's world? is she going to figure him out? Will Aiden join Val's forces? are they going to win the war together or not? well, read to find that out.

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

[COMPLETED] Marcel Styles is not your average nerd. And Niall Horan is definitely not your average punk bad boy. And the two completely opposite lads learn the true meaning of the famous saying, ❝don't judge a book by it's cover,❞ when they get partnered up for an ordinary project that changes their lives forever. Graphics: @queengemma © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

'Dear Diary, yesterday I spoke with the demon. Today I fell in love with him. Tomorrow he will kill me' A twisted fairytale about a girl, fighting for her last bit of reality.

Being a Muslim and searching for love is tough. Having strict parents who are also captious when examining the one. Parents who are destined to choose the right spouse for their child. Now being a Muslim girl is complicated. The guilt and hurt we go through to choose our spouse is unimaginable. The bitterness we think we are releasing to our parents when letting down their choice for thee, lingers in our heart. I am now 23, a female, without a husband. I find it hard to choose the right one. I believe that love isn't suppose to be arranged. Love is chosen by the heart, seen by the eyes, and heard by the ears. They speak and design your future. Arranged marriage isn't my ideal type. I promise I will find love alone, and alone I shall keep my trail of opinions. I am not aware of what my parents have in store for me. I'm uncertain if my lover will show, or if it's intended for me to be in marriage which I wasn't a part of when being sorted. I know the one I love is waiting patiently at the other side of the door. But pushing away my parents decisions is what I'll have to accomplish first. Well, if I know what's only in store for me. WARNING: I am in no way, shape, or form trying to change your opinion towards any religion. This story is made to show people how a Muslim love story is, and or a life for a Muslim person is. It's determined to be something enjoyable.

She wasn't looking for love. She was actually trying to run away from it. She didn't want to get hurt nor did she want to be abandoned again. He was dying to be loved. He wanted to feel those raging emotions for someone again. But he didn't want to be the one to ruin everything like before. Emma and Harry are both a little torn especially due to the aftermath of their past failure relationships. But what will happen when they both find themselves stuck in a cabin? Will they fall for each other? Or will their hearts be the one shattering them apart.