Dahlia is just coming to terms with her sexuality when Billie, the girl who stares too much and keeps popping up everywhere, comes to her school. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ {WARNING: This story contains foul language, mentions of sex, violence, mentions of abuse, mentions of sexual assault, molestation, and rape, and mentions of suicidal thoughts. There are trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters that mention these things!}

A young princess is forced to marry in order to reserve the presence of a male at the throne short after her fathers passing. However, she finds herself falling in love with the youngest sister of the man she is arranged to give her hand to.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

~Liam Payne Fanfiction~

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"I asked curiously, "Anyways...is this boarding school..you know, fun? Boring?" Grace Ross is an ordinary girl who expects ordinary things. She was never popular back home in America, so when she moves to England, she tries her best just to fit in with the other kids in the boarding school. But what happens when her vision of staying out of the way, suddenly spirals her straight into the heart of the drama, secrets, and crushes of this new and foreign school? Unexpected things happen, and Grace is pushed into another world she never imagined for herself. She's introduced to unlikely friends and boys, and sees herself for the first time fitting in. But what happens when she finds herself torn between the school's untouchable hottie, a blond irish cutie, and a curly haired troublemaker? Will her heart be broken, or will she break theirs? Is there a way for everyone to be happy? Or can she pick just one..... *** "Grace.... you have no idea how much fun your going to have here." *** © Copyright 2014, paislydot13 (please don't copy my book w/o permisson.)

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"Am I supposed to be afraid of you, sir?" I asked, making eye contact with him through the mirror in front of us. The knowledge that he couldn't actually hurt me just fueled my need to push his buttons. "For your own well being, Kassie, maybe you should be." He scrunched his nose up in a funny way and I noticed a slight sparkle in his eye. He found this just as amusing as I did. 'That was kinda hot.' I thought to myself. 'Bitch stop there's a gun pressed against your head right now.' ~~~~ undaunted : not intimidated or discouraged by difficulty, danger, or disappointment. ~~~~ thank you so much to @a1exaaa on here for helping me with a cover!