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

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.

Back in 1963 Louis was just a normal guy, very much like you and I. He was living his life, going out with his mates, working on his bike, joining races, taking care of his little sister… the usual stuff. Until everything stopped. Until he had to leave. But not everything was resolved and he made a decision that got him to become the carrier. {AU bonus story for The Comeback}

Ella Somulton is 17 when she first meets Wesley. He seems like someone she could really have something with, but when she waits for him for 3 months and he still doesn't come, she decides to just give up on him. But where's Wesley? Why didn't he come when she was waiting?

"You're not serious are you?" I ask, my voice shaking. He doesn't say anything just continues picking up his stuff and putting it into a suitcase. "Logan answer me" I say trying to sound strong. "Ella stop! Ok just stop! I know what's going on" He half shouts. "Logan nothing is going on! Nothing!" I scream. "That's not what half the world thinks!" He shouts and I take a few steps back suddenly scared. I fight the tears surfacing. "Is that what you think though" I say. He bites his lip. "I have to go" "Logan I don't love Wes, I love you! Don't do this!" But was what I was saying true? Of course it was.. Wasn't it? "I just have to figure myself out, Ella" "Where are you going?" I demand. "Home" "Logan please believe me!" I plead. "My flight leaves in an hour" Is all he says. "Logan.." I start. He picks up his suitcase and comes over to me. He puts one hand on my cheek and I instantly love the warmth it creates there. He traces the line of my cheekbone with his thumb then he kisses the top of my head and I hug him so close to me. "I'm sorry if you don't trust me anymore" I whisper. He doesn't say anything just holds me closer to him. After a while he lets go and makes his way to the door. "Logan.." But my mouth couldn't form all the things I wanted to say to make him stay. He simply smiles at me whilst opening the door. "I love you" is all he says and then the door closes shut. ~~ It's been four years since Ella left California and living in New York is a big change but it's a change she has loved. She lives in an apartment on her own, she works on her own column for one of the biggest magazines in the world not to mention she is also a photographer for the same magazine. Every second she spends with her boyfriend is a dream to her because he's so perfect. Nothing could ever make her life bad, right?

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."