A reflection. Do you like yours, love yours or hate yours? There's many people in this world who dislike theirs, not because of the physicality that they see in a mirror, but because they know what's lurking behind the eyes that stare. So much can be seen in yourself from your own pair of eyes, things that others don't seem to see. Do you know why that is? That's because no one knows you better than you know yourself. A pair of eyes could seem so kind, warm and innocent to the world, but only yourself could know the true darkness behind them. There's one person in this world who knows exactly what I'm talking about. He knows the infuriating, angering feeling of the painful suffering he experiences when his own eyes meet his reflection's. Deadly, severe, menacing: is what he sees. Everyone who looks into them simply see a bright pair of ocean eyes. Blue. That's all they see. But only himself knows he's drowning in the tidal waves of their deep ocean. And no one cares enough to notice, to help, or to save. Until her. She used to think fire was more murderous than ice. Little did she know, that would all change at first glance. She saw the eyes, she noticed their blue, she stared for a second too long, and now she knows that there's no going back. He'll claim her. ~If I take a step away from him, he takes a step closer to me. If I run, he'll find his way back.~ ~I'm trying my goddamned hardest to not act on the ache I'm feeling to place my lips on hers, just to have a little taste, because I don't want to appear as some sex-driven teenage boy who just wants to claim her body. Because I don't. I want to claim her heart.~ *Mature content: Strong language, aggressive behaviour, sexual content etc.* Note: Don't skip past the prologue. A bit of the dialogue or description in the first half of the book may seem slightly immature; I'll have to edit that when I get the chance. Started: 31/08/18 Completed: 02/04/19

If all it is, is 8 letters...why is it so hard to say? • "Who is this annoying girly girl person?" The boy screamed. "Who is this jackass of a stranger?" I demanded. • meet Alexus, angel if she likes you but a devil if she hates you. Alexus moved out to Detroit, Michigan with her career, James. what could go wrong? she just had to finish school and then leave but things don't go to her plan. they were moving because James got married, on a boat in the summer. Her name is Samantha and she is wonderfulaccording to James. but not according to Alexus, she sees Samantha as satan reincarnated to make her life miserable. "lay low and don't make friends" Alexus told herself everyday before they moved but that was hard considering the fact she was also going to be living with the hottest boy in school. yes, dearest Samantha has a son, which by the way Alexus had no idea about till they got there. San Francisco to Detroit, Michigan.

He towered over me. His green eyes gazed at me and for a moment I was captivated by them. I cleared my throat. "I need your help to become a good girl" He laughed, his soft melodic laugh filling my ears. How does someone make a laugh sound sexy? "I'm sorry what?" "I need your help to become a good girl" I repeated. ×× Lana McAllister, the bad girl of the school has one task. To be a good girl. Sure it can be simple right? Get good grades, do homework, dress appropriately and no parties. But for Lana this is essentially hard. So she seeks help from someone that's willing to help. Luke West. He has good looks, sits at the front of the class, gets good grades and attends no parties. No one said this was gonna be easy. Especially if you're falling for the wrong guy.. ×× Cover by: Eatsleepswimrepeat_ Started updating: 24/9/17 Finished updating: 15/8/18 Highest rank: #84 teen fiction 29/7/18