(PREVIEW) *Identity is published on Amazon* Secrets define you, love will break you. Trinity used to be the life of the party. She enjoyed music. However, that all changed when she lost someone she loved. Now, she can't stand to hear a single melody. Once wild and courageous, she has now turned into someone who runs away from her problems. She acts stone-cold, but on the inside, she just wants someone to love. Leonidas lives off music. After all, he and his siblings didn't become one of the most famous bands worldwide for no reason. The blinding lights and the roar of the crowded stadium fuelled him. But not anymore. Leonidas has become a shell of the person he once was. Now, he's everything you want to stay away from-moody, tatted, and full of sarcasm. What happens when Leonidas, who is known to the world as the lead singer in Times Three, is forced to move into the small town Trinity lives in? He quickly discovers that Trinity doesn't know his true identity. Will he tell her who he really is? Or will he keep the biggest secret about himself and break her in the end? A rockstar and a girl who hates music - what could go wrong if they fell in love? Everything. *** Rankings #1 in Band #1 in Singer #1 in Bands #40 in Romance

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

She hears all the locker room talk. She helps when the guys drink too much before a game. She tapes them up when they're injured. And in return, they watch her back. While most students spend their time partying, Lily spends her free time working. But her job as the assistant athletic trainer for the PSU football team comes with the benefit of being friends with every player on the team. Except the entirely too cocky, reckless, and charming golden boy of the team: Vincent Bradshaw. When they aren't spouting insults at one another, Vincent and Lily are doing everything in their power to avoid each other. That is, until Vincent gets injured.

Verenna, 17 years old with no real friends. Surrounded by liars and is slowly falling apart. Then there's Kaiser, will he be exactly what Verenna needs or be the last piece that terns her apart? "Why should I even listen to you? You've lied and made it clear I mean nothing to you" His words left a burning hole in my heart. I was stupid enough to believe he actually cared for me. He made me a fool and I let him do it because I felt something for him. "Verenna, please just listen to me. I do care about you and I never meant to hurt you" Even after everything he still has the audacity to lie to my face. I shouldn't be that surprised though, for all I know lying is all he has done. "Bullshit. Just leave me alone" I felt the tears sting my eyes, threatening to fall. Before Kaiser could see me cry, I left his room and made my way downstairs and out the front door to my car. Falling in love wasn't made for me. I wanted him to love me, and for a moment I thought he did. What would it take for me to feel happy? -

Dylan Flanders is a good guy who seems to have it all. The perfect house, the perfect girlfriend, the good looks, the good grades, a good life with the perfect future set up for him. That's what he wants you to think at least. With his family falling apart and home life becoming increasingly more difficult, his mask is starting to crack and he's afraid of who will see the real him showing through. Presley Anderson is a beautiful girl that no one understands. She gets in trouble on the daily, she makes bad grades, and has a reputation that is completely out of control. From the outside in she just seems like a bad girl who can't get it together, but maybe there's a bit more to the story than that. With a psychotic mom and an absent father, maybe no one else can understand Dylan the way Presley could. Maybe it's a good thing that the beautiful bad girl can see through the sad good boy's mask. Maybe each other is exactly what the both of them need. *cover made by @MariamRehab* *TRIGGER WARNING contains mature content such as, but not limited to: abuse, mental disorders, drugs, alcohol, depression and self-harm*

Amelia Reyes was just trying to live her life like a normal person. A normal person was not who she was though. She had ghosts from her past that would forever pop up to haunt her. Everything changed the night that her best friend convinced her to go out with her and some guys they had just met to a grand opening of a new club. At the club is where her past meets up with her present and her whole world begins to fall apart again. It's where her demons try to drag her away and she's not sure if she can fight them this time. Blake Prescott wasn't looking for much that night. He was just supposed to go on surveillance with his best friend and keep a low profile, no one knew them or what they were apart of and that's how they wanted to keep it. So what a perfect night to pick up chicks and get laid, right? It was pretty obvious early on in the night that Blake's girl was a prude, he just didn't realize that she was going be trouble as well. When her demeanor changes and she gets into trouble with the one person he was trying to watch but keep his distance from, he is faced with a choice: He could either watch her go down or help her but possibly blow his cover and reveal who he is and what he is a part of. But how could he, in good conscious, watch her being dragged down by the devil himself? He cant. *cover made by @MariamRehab* *trigger warning! May contain harsh and heavy content including but not limited to: Abuse, depression, rape, drugs, violence, gangs, suicide, weapons, cursing. Read at your own risk!*

(BEING EDITED IN PRIVATE) "No rain, no flowers." She yelled as she danced in the sand while it was pouring rain, she was absolutely beautiful. In the end, this game of love and life, always will end with death. If it's today, tomorrow, in a year, in 70. We are all meant to be utterly destroyed by the fact of death. Of the fact that love can't save you. Unless it can.

Libby Johnson fantasizes of the future. Counting down the days until her high-school graduation, until the day she can whisk herself away from her small town and her nightmares of the day that almost stole her life. Grayson Smith is glued in the past. He constantly is in search of a person to save from his own history. Every day he sits idle in hope of a troubled soul to salvage. Starting fresh in a new school away from his past peers, nightmares loom in his path. When Libby and Grayson meet on the first day of a new semester, Libby is adamant to keep her head down and her words bitter when his smile cuts through her. His words of pleasantries mold into something sour with each day that passes. Libby cannot afford anyone holding her back in the town of Plainsville where the people are drab and the forests hold a thousand secrets. When the pair keep bumping into each other, despite Libby's disapproval, it's uncertain how Libby will escape Grayson and his stubborn ambition of saving her fate. With each coveted meeting in secret hidings, only time proves to Libby that Grayson isn't her enemy and that not every citizen in her home-town wants to suck the good out of her. It's only with Libby that Grayson cam begin to heal the history that wounded him. But as Libby and Grayson's world comes together, the sky brews a storm that only few are estimated to survive.

Aubry Hill is a quiet girl with a scary past and even scarier future. Aiden Clark is a guy who is pissed off at the world because of the tragedies that seem to follow him around everywhere he goes. Both are similar in more ways than they know, and will soon find out just how deep their bond can actually go. What happens when Aubry asks Aiden for help? Will they just so happen to find happiness in each other or will they each be the source of the others demise? *TRIGGER WARNING contains mature content such as but not limited to: rape, drugs, abuse, alcohol, self harm* THIS BOOK IS NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON! LINK ON MY PROFILE! **due to copyright reasons, the ending chapters have been removed and are available in the published version of the book* *current cover by: Asteriakace* All rights reserved Do not copy this work

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~