Anonymous said: "Hey! I love your blog, where are you from? "Hey anon! I'm from New Zealand, how about you?" // in which michael anonymously messages luke's girlfriends bestfriend on Tumblr // Book 3 in the Social Media Series.

Bethany Smith is a multibillionaire. After her parents die suddenly, she is left in the world to fend for herself- running her parents business and balancing the life of a 21 year old woman. She seems to have everything under control until Harry Styles from One Direction enters the picture. What happens when their love turns out to be one big lie?

Lennon's dad, Axel is out of the grave and walking the Earth, willing and able to destroy anything that comes between him and his prize, even his own blood. But Axel of all people should know; defeat doesn't run through the family veins. So, who has the nerve to pull the trigger? Never underestimate a girl who used to make bread for a living, Harry Styles learnt that. However, Axel isn't the only one who wants a hint of drama, Lennon is at the number one spot of another hit list. One nineteen year old girl can only take so much, and sometimes it's too much for even the person you love to save you...

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

"I'll fuck you like a princess , might get rough but I'll take care of you ;)" (Highest Rank: #2 in Fiction) All Rights Reserved 2015 @ Paola WARNING: Readers should be 13+ and above. Book may contain masochism, sadism, erotic scenes, violence and explicit language.

Michael Clifford is the bad boy with tattoos, piercings, and purple dyed hair. Ashley Johnson is the good girl that falls for the good guys. Michael hasn't ever really cared for girls; only their sex. Ashley has never fallen in love before. Will they both benefit one another? Every bad boy needs a good girl, right?

This is NOT a sequel to Grey Street, only bits and pieces of their story after that day in the café. I'd highly suggest reading Grey Street first. What happens when Harry becomes the missing piece of Elle's New York story.

It's you, May. You're what I want forever. [COMPLETE] achievements: #1 in fanfiction

"We'll start the bids at one million!" My heart was racing, please let this be some horrible nightmare. Everything was silent except for some murmurs going on somewhere farther in front of me. "Let us see her eyes!" Someone exclaimed and I heard footsteps approach me. My hair was pulled, causing my head to fall back and slam into what felt like bars. The cloth that blinded me was loosened and fell down. There was a bright light shining on me, I squinted my eyes and looked ahead. There were bars, I was trapped in what looked like a giant bird cage. I was on display on a stage for a crowd of strangers, each one of them wearing a mask like you would in a masquerade. "Two million!" "Five million!" Bids flew around the room, I could feel myself trembling, I had to hold back my tears. "Twenty million!" Someone called out and I couldn't see who did, but it silenced the entire room. "Twenty million going once, twenty million going twice..." No one wanted to make a higher bid. "Sold for twenty million! Take her to the back boys." (Fanfiction : #213)

What if the roles were reversed this time? Classy Motherfuckers: Alternate Version All Rights Reserved 2015 @ Paola 1/7 of LukePH WARNING: Readers should be 13+ and above. Book may contain masochism, sadism, erotic scenes, violence and explicit language.