[Book #3 of the 'Scar to Scar' series] "Seriously, you thought I would go for you?" Risa says, letting out a short laugh as she looks at the boy. Yuma's hand slowly releases her wrist, his eyes widening ever so slightly as he stares at her. "What-" He stammers, the girl sighing as she turns to face him fully. "We're different people, Yuma, we lead different lives. You're not worth my time." She says, tilting her head to the side as she looks up at him. Hurt flashes across the boy's gaze as he falls into the nearest chair. Risa turns away before he can stir any feelings in her chest, leaving the apartment behind without another word.

"Father, please-" Lia's words are cut off by a sharp slap to her cheek, the girl catching herself before she can fully crash to the floor. The chains around both of her wrists dig into her skin uncomfortably, the princess letting out a small whine as she struggles against her restraints. "You are not my daughter, you are a disgrace to your kingdom." The King spits, grabbing Lia's jaw with his gloved hand. Hot tears stream down the girl's face as she hears a loud crash, the sound followed by running footsteps. The smell of blood reaches Lia's nose, the heavy breathing of a group filling the silence. "Your Majesty, please remove your hand from my wife's face before I remove that hand from your body."

"Some things never change... like the pain of losing someone, the weight of the past, and the way the world refuses to understand." Y/n never expected her life to become entangled in the shadows of a tragedy that wasn't even hers to bear. Yet, somehow, she found herself standing in the middle of a storm-one filled with grief, betrayal, and the scars of a past that refused to be forgotten. Jaehyun was supposed to be her safe place, yet even love wasn't enough to shield them from the ghosts that lingered. Kyujin's name still carried the weight of sorrow. Hwayoung's darkness still loomed over them. And the friendships that once felt unbreakable were tested beyond measure. They tried to fight, they tried to hold on. But could love truly rewrite fate? Could they protect what was left, or were they bound to be another story lost in the echoes of the past? Some things never change... but maybe, just maybe, they could prove that love is strong enough to survive even the deepest scars. (BOOK #1 of TWISTED Series) Highest ranks: #1 on ynfanfiction #1 on twistedfates #2 on ynstories

➸ Demon Au "You make me want to ruin you." Book 1/3 in the demon series

Grayson Summers has loved Talia Chase since kindergarten-but while she barely remembers him, he's never stopped watching from afar. When fate brings them closer after a championship night, long-buried feelings begin to surface. *** Sometimes, the guy falls in love first. Deeply. In kindergarten, she gave him a flower. She forgot her kindness, but he would always remember. No matter how many girls Grayson Summers dates or hooks up with, he can never forget Talia Chase. Accidentally labeled as the high school's womanizer, he continuously collects more and more problems. Too scared of rejection, Grayson has never asked Talia to be his, and only spends his time hopelessly dreaming. Talia is confused. Her friends have told her Grayson Summers is not a guy who smiles or is kind, but Talia swears she has seen him act both of those ways before. The universe has plans. After the night of the basketball state championship, Talia finds herself questioning Grayson's true reasons behind his actions as the two grow closer together. *** Warning: this story contains strong language, alcohol and drug use, and sexual content

[Book #1 of the 'True Mate' series] "Let her go." Fuma's deep voice breaks through the angry shouts, the group that surrounded Suki now falling quiet. The girl struggles against the two men that were holding her, letting out a small groan as they force her to her knees. "Or what? Do you really believe you'll make it here before I can snap her pretty little neck?" The vampire says with a sneer, standing directly behind Suki. She struggles again, her eyes meeting Fuma's just as a cold hand grips her jaw from behind. Suki catches the way Fuma's eyes flash, a chill running down her spine at the dangerous look in his gaze. "Let her go." He repeats firmly, the vampire chuckling as he puts the smallest bit of pressure against the soft part of Suki's throat. "Or what-" The vampire's hand is gone a second later, Fuma flipping him onto the ground with ease. He bends forward, only stopping when his mouth is neck to the vampire's ear. "Or I'll end your whole bloodline."