Sam can't support her rebellious twin brothers who spend their time screaming , fighting with ketchup and playing Hide and seek in the kitchen. . They form a rich lonely family,their parents are always working.Many babysitters tried to succeed in that job but it was so impossible. They all gave up. One day , The right babysitter came . Sam called him 'The pervy rapist' When she saw him for the first time. Read to find out what will happen bet ween this mysterious babysitter and Sam.

WARNING: This contains mature content such as sex, drugs, violence. Zoe Fray has just moved to Bradford when she meets Zayn - a guy from her neighborhood who's got the looks of a Calvin Klein model, and an arrogant yet alluring bad boy attitude. For some reason Zoe quickly catches Zayn's eye, and when he starts using his irresistible charm on her, Zoe's new friends tell her to stay away from him, saying he has a bad reputation including drugs, crimes and girls. Can Zoe trust him and put up with his bad reputation or is he really nothing but trouble?

***WARNING: scenes of a SEXUAL context.*** Twitter: @Atlantis094 :] After a horrible shipwreck, Tarini is separated from her boyfriend, Sebastian. She washes up on shore, stranded on an unknown island. A mysterious, but nonetheless handsome prince saves her. But he refuses to let her leave. Tarini is desperate to escape, knowing deep down that Sebastian is alive somewhere. But as she learns more about the mysterious prince's past, she begins to care for him, maybe even more than she ever did for Sebastian... P.S. THIS BOOK IS UNEDITED SO THERE ARE MANY TYPOS AND ERRORS. I HAVE DEBATED DELETING THIS BOOK SINCE I DON'T LIKE IT AS MUCH AS I DID WHEN I FIRST WROTE IT, BUT I'VE DECIDED TO KEEP IT.

- because this moment simply is -

"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."

"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv

{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that? I just need time and someone to understand. ❞