An Alpha had really one job, get his Luna and protect his pack, okay make that two. Draven thought it would be easy, find his mate and go back to pack matters. He wasn't known as a cruel, ruthless and cold man for no reason, but when he finds his mate, she...was not what he expected. His name might of meant Protector of Love, but maybe this time no one could protect his lover, especially when nature was trying to pull them apart. Thelea was never the perfect Siren, she was different, and there were secret her mother was hiding. When she finds out the hidden part of her life, including her family she never knew existed, things start to make sense. Things start to go even worse when she meats Draven, instead of feeling the pull her Siren want's nothing but to kill him.

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

Demi Lovato. Internationally famous. Award winning popstar. But something is missing. Three year old Alexa is desperate for someone to adopt and love her. Could Demi be the one for her?

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

. ✈ • un·said (ˌənˈsed/) - тнoυgнт вυт noт мenтιoned oυт loυd or dιѕcυѕѕed - noт eхpreѕѕed; υnѕpoĸen ✈ A compilation of my sudden thoughts, midnight scrawls, and everything in between -- which a lot of you can easily relate to. Be warned though, reading this can be dangerous to your emotional health :) P.S. Every word, every sentence, and every piece included in here belongs to the deep recesses of my mind. Please do not claim otherwise. Do not plagiarize.