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.

I'm walking to my dorm,it's late at night and it's really creepy. I hear a scream coming from the MDT block,I walk towards the MDT block and I hear a girls voice. "Please don't hurt me I don't want to die" she said out of the shadows five people came out and one with curly hair pinned her up against the wall. "See we can't do that and we're hungry and you're our next meal so be quiet and it'll all be over in a second" he said I saw his face go into the crook of her neck and it looked like he bit into her. All of the boys ran to her and but into her. I gasp they stopped and looked around and went back to feeding. She was screaming bloody murder they continued I wasn't going to stay here. So I backed up not looking where I was going and ran into the garbage bin making a big noise. "Guys we're not alone here" one of them said. Louise gets sent to London's top boarding school. The only reason she's there Is cause her parents are on a honeymoon for a year and they don't give a crap about her. On her first day she gets a new friend and has five boys eyeing her and watching her. After a while Louisa finds out their deadly secret that no one should know. Read to find out what happens.

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?

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?*