Vampire, Peter Harris was expecting death after committing a crime. He wasn't expecting the alternative of becoming a guardian to a human. Sixteen years later, college student Scar Quinn encounters the man who has been watching her all these years. He's not leaving anytime soon, especially when creatures in the dark are after her. - "Drive!" "But we'll hit him!" "I don't care just drive!" Brad presses on the pedal with full force. The car whips side to side before going straight. The vehicle flies forward and I hold on tight because I don't have my seatbelt on. The headlights are shining towards him. He doesn't move and suddenly the car collides into his body. He goes flying over the hood and crashes into the windshield. The whole window shatters into little bits of glass while we all scream.

All Polly has ever wanted was a bitter sweet life. She wanted to become a professional skate boarder or even just a photographer. But one day her dreams were taken away from her as she was out and about town where she was taken from her hometown. Throughout the course though she falls in love without meaning too. But with this love comes a lot of pain and sacrifices she never thought that she would ever make.

Brooklyn Rogers Barnes. Created by hydra, who used both steve and bucky's genes to create the small child as an experiment. The small child gets rescued by the two supersoilders when on a mission to take down a Hydra base. Both Steve and Bucky immediately feel a strong connection to the child. little did they know she was their unknown daughter. -------------------------------------------------- What happens when they find out that she is both Steve and Bucky's child? What happens when they decided to raise the girl together? What happens when hidden feelings about two best friends come into the light? ______________________________ (I'm horrible at descriptions but I hope you enjoy the book) Started-10/13/2021 End-

I knew I was a freak, I'm weird not stupid - even if I did act like it half the time. It wasn’t normal to be like me, to be afraid of things everyone loves, needs to survive even. I had always been afraid of it for some reason, among other things of course; I would rather die than have to face my fear. Everyone knew it but no one cared though did they? I was just another stupid kid in this stupid foster home. Another stupid kid that had been ‘dumped’ and no one wanted. At least, that's what I thought.