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.

Love isn't beautiful. It isn't some kind of paradise to escape to. It's dark and cruel. It's like a bomb exploding, destroying everything in its path. So close to killing the ones it started with. You are loved doll house.

Carter Noel is a quiet girl that has gone through hell and back. Hoping to escape her past, she leaves to the UK in order to start a new life. Enrolling at Brentwood Boarding School, Carter comes across Harry Styles, a boy that reminds her of what she left behind. Everything she ran away from comes face to face with her but there's something about him that draws her back. Will her past keep her from falling in love or will it protect her from what she's afraid of? DO NOT COPY THIS STORY! *Copyright Violators Will Suffer The Consequences & my vicious wrath grrr* no I'm serious, if people copy this I will NOT post anymore!

(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just opening up old ones." I let out a sigh and rubbed my hands over my face. "I just needed to see you, okay? It's a relief to know you're even alive right now." I was begging myself not to cry. Noah shifted a little and folded his arms against his chest. "I don't know what you want me to say." "Anything is better than nothing." I said as I took a step closer. "I missed you. A lot." He peeked from under the mess of curls falling over his eyes. "You want me to tell you I missed you too? Is that what you're doing here?" I clenched my jaw shut and curled my fingers into fists at my sides. "I don't want anything from you." Scott isn't gone...yet. But he still refuses to let Noah go without harming anyone Noah cares about. It's been nine months since Scott took Noah under his wing and moved away from California. Willow hasn't seen either of them since the night Noah left with the promise to come back. When Willow finds Noah, she didn't expect what she finds. Noah's completely transformed into something she never thought she would see again. Besides the arrogant, obnoxious attitude, came countless tattoos, a ring through his lip, and a new name. With Scott still lingering and Noah's new found attitude, there's bound to be a little trouble. Way more than Willow bargained for. And maybe, just maybe, Scott isn't the real enemy.

(Book 1) "What exactly did you do to get kicked out of your last school?" I felt my chest tighten when the vicious smirk played across Noah's lips. He leaned toward me in a flash, pressing me against my bedroom wall. "If I told you, I would have to kill you." Willow Abernathy is your cliche good girl. Grades are pristine, homework is always turned in on time, and she never misses her curfew. Noah Lockwood is the poster boy of the term "Bad Boy". He shows up during the first day of Willow's Junior year. Despite the one year difference, they end up seeing a lot of each other. The secrets Noah's icy blue eyes hold, won't be held for long. Willow denies the temptation, and Noah ignores it. It doesn't take long for Willow to find out what she needs to know about him. He's a drummer, his family is loaded, and he was kicked out of his last school for unknown reasons. Noah's blurred past catches up to him, and things get out of his hands and falls into Willow's lap. *Not edited* +If you're going to leave rude comments, don't comment at all. Also don't judge all my books off of this one omg.

"Skin like porcelain, hair silky and long, manners be perfect, or you'll surely be gone." (cover by moonxriver)

[I wrote this at the beginning of 2013 and I was just starting to get settled with the techniques in writing. No worries, I've exceedingly improved far after finishing this story.] Niall Horan was a famous boxer. He was only inlove with boxing, nothing else. That is, one night, before his match, Olivia somehow stumbles her way into meeting him. But, not the way she would have wanted to. No one could steal his heart. No one but . . . her.