She's alone inside...that you cannot deny

Seven has been in my life since I was little. He was my childhood crush and my best friend's brother. I never dated Seven, maybe, it was because I was nerdy and not the long legged girls he clung too. But you see, that was how Seven was in the past and when he re-enters my life several years later, I can't help but swoon over him once more ... Yet, there are a few problems, like how I'm dating his brother ... oh and not to mention Seven is engaged... .. Just my luck... To make it worse, I keep making costly mistakes with Seven. Some of which, I can never take back... ~~Mistakes One: Getting a makeover so I can look like the kinds of girls he likes. ~~Mistake Two: Trying to get him to like me. ~~Mistake Three: Going to his house in the middle of the night, crying. ~~Mistake Four: Kissing him. ~~Mistake Five: Taking him by the hand and leading him to his room. ~~Mistake Six: Taking off our cloths. ~~Mistake Seven: Having sex with him. And you see, it is really far too late to turn around. That much I knew when I stared down at a printed sheet that read positive...

Growing up in the same house, Cissy and Daemon never exactly got along, but as their lives break apart, they never realize they need each other more than they do. | Stepbrothers/Sister "You're not leaving me." He scowled. "I'm sorry." She whispered.

One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

[COMPLETED, SEQUEL COMPLETED, THIRD BOOK COMPLETED] People called him a monster, but if anything, I felt safer with him. By the time it was winter, Angel had a new neighbour move in next door. Wearing weird clothes and has strange behaviours. At school, rumour of a supposed serial killer has spread, teachers, neighbours, complete strangers, all randomly dead. No patterns, no traces, no nothing. When Angel gets close to her new neighbour, she realized just how much deeper his secrets are.

He was a prince. She was a guard. When Isandra's past catches up with her, her job of protecting the royals gets harder and protecting herself in the process was near impossible. Her duty was to him and the throne he would be sitting on, but things get a bit out of hand when she gets assigned to be a royal guard. Men from the past, needed to stay in the past.

*Disclaimer* This story was written in 2012 when I was 15 years old. It is obviously not perfect. The guys are based on the ages they were in 2012. The opinions expressed in this story are no longer my own, and I apologize if anyone is offended. One day I may go back and edit this. *End Disclaimer* Nearly 18 year old McKenzie Cook is probably not your average "emo" girl. She's had a rough life. She faces a small case of anorexia. She lives with her older brother. Her parents are dead. But will her luck change when her idols, the Black Veil Brides, show up on her doorstep?

"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Daniella Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and her boyfriend, Danny moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Danny finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even knew existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the town seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplify. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attract madness. Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

"Karma..." He muttered. I looked over at him as he smiled to himself. "Is a bitch. And so are you!" I joked. Aiden glanced up at me and glared before he smashed a spoonful of ice cream onto my face, rubbing cheek to cheek, down to my chin then up to my forehead. I just sat there, paralyzed. "Try calling me that again." He joked back, leaning forward so our faces were a few inches apart. I huffed, grabbed a napkin to wipe my face off. Only to fake him out so it seemed I wasn't going to strike. But when he wasn't paying attention, I flung a spoonful of ice cream onto his face. It hit him on the nose and eye. I broke out laughing, moaning lightly as my ribs protested in pain. But it was too funny. Aiden took the ice cream in his mouth when it slid down to his lips. "Hmmm. Cookie dough." His eyes gleamed with lust and humor. "You look handsome with ice cream on your face!" I giggled, reaching over to clean it. He stayed still, obviously liking my actions as he purred again. Summer had a dream: To major in photography and travel around the world with her sister. Problem? She has an abusive father that won't give her up for the live of him. And when she meets Aiden, the leader of a pack sworn to kill rouges(which Summer and her family are) and becomes his mate, the trouble doubles. In love, what will Summer do? Stay tuned.