Ava wanted to be an artist, but she knew exactly how hard to become famous was. Instead she killed her ambitions and decided she would grow up to be an art teacher. Staying in her small apartment in downtown she thought her parents had forgotten about her, and that was just as she liked it, that was till a man came knocking at her door. Damien Fox was in a pickle, and he hated pickles, from the day he received one in his cheeseburger when he was 2 he vowed he would never go near one so what happens when fate has a cruel sense of humour and matches him with a girl who could eat pickles straight out of the jar?

At some point in time, Diana Coal knew she wanted to settle down. At some point in time, the guy who liked her because she reminded him of Wonder Woman, would mess up. At some point in time, she would've forgiven him if he didn't leave her for another girl a few months before their wedding. At some point in time, she knew Mr. Perfect would turn left. And during that point in time, at a bachelorette party, she might just get a lap dance from a very unlikely Mr. Right. Copyright © 2016 Liz Martinez All Rights Reserved p.s. Photo used in the cover is not mine

This is not a story for the soft hearted. This is not a story for the closed minded. This is a story for those with a little of the Devil inside. "The sadness of music sifted through me like grains of sand; every note fell into the cracks of my bones and wedged its pieces, becoming parts of me. The melancholy tasted bitter-sweet on my skin; every piano key carried the flavor of his chapped fingertips. The exquisitiness of the soul harmony softened my armored heart; it stripped it bare, delicate, exposed to Apollo who wished not only to be a warrior with a bow, but also to pierce hearts with a song." A new age story of Gods favourite angel, and of one naive girl who still believes in fairytales and forever afters.