Angie never wanted to stay in her home town. She had big and colorful dreams. But they we're all put on hold when her mother died, leaving her alone with her workaholic dad and her younger brother, Max. Angie stays where she is, to take care of her brother. And to finish school since that was one of the things her mother always wanted. Every monday and wednesday, she goes to the small coffee shop. There is this boy who works there. He has tattoos and piercings, and flirts with old ladies. Angie likes to look at him. He likes to look at her. One day, Angie gets a small note on her coffee mug. And she would've never thought a small sticky note could change her life. (completed)

Clara Young, 16, going to a new school after a tragedy in her old town, nothing ever felt new about this to her because she moved a lot because something always occurred to happen. She moved all the time but this new town felt like fate, nice houses, cool people, great scenery and fun places what more could she ask for? until she started having morbid dreams of murder, gore and the strange part is the victim was never her, the next day she views on the news a death in her new town that looks exactly like the person in her dream, did she murder them but not remember, or is she going insane?

When the man you end up falling in love with happens to be the man who raped you years ago and the father of your son as well as your benefactor, what will you do? Follow Ayo and Kore on their journey of romance and love.

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction