Skye Noelle. That's what her mother named her. She thought it sounded badass. Through all her life, her name was the only special thing about her. Well, not anymore. Now there was more, so much more. But she didn't want it. She was perfectly okay with being ordinary; she thought special was overrated anyways. All she wanted was to get back to her boring old life. But that wasn't happening. HE wouldn't let her. He, well, he was special too... but in a different way. Skye wasn't sure how different, but she knew he was special enough to know about her... gift? No. Curse. Yeah, that would be more fitting. Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2015 Liz_Vega

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simple things from my imagination.

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

“925 miles is a long way to go for one girl,” Mary says, chewing on her bottom lip. “Well, you’re a spectacular girl.” And Mary only frowns and tries to blink away the gathering tears. “Perhaps I’m not as spectacular as you think.”

Zayn Malik is the new student in school. But with his black, odd tangled tattoos, twisting their way up his olive skin on his neck and arms - it's clear he is not ordinary. And he's going to make her world turn upside down - so nothing will be as before. [first book in the academy series] All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

"The stars get angry at us, just like any other human being would if we ignored their shouts. They shout for love, but not to be loved, no. But for someone else to be loved. Did you know that?"