Vera Markov was born into this life. She did not choose it. Had she been given the choice, she never would have even considered this life to be an option. She was born a human but she was raised to be a monster. A killer, a fighter, a warrior. She was trained until there was no more humanity left inside of her, there was only cruelty, hatred, and apathy. She lived under her father's rule, executing his demands to the syllable. Dante Berardi knew her pain. He too was born a human, raised to be a monster. A killer, fighter, and a warrior too. They are practically the same person, except for the fact that they were also raised to hate each other. They were both born to rival crime families in the same city, fighting over money, territory, and just about anything else that they could fight over. Vera and Dante have never met until Vera is sent undercover to get answers from Dante's side of the city. She gets much more than she bargained for, finding answers to questions that she's never asked and feeling human emotions that she's never felt before. As she discovers more about herself and her past, Vera starts to wonder if the monster inside of her can ever be conquered or if she's doomed to this life forever.

Lana and Sutton thought that they were going to take college by storm. Being on their own isn't easy but they have each other and when they have each other, they can do anything. Best friends, family, sisters, twins. They are with each other through thick and thin. They're trying to adapt to adult life, everything is going perfectly and they're ready for anything thrown their way. Homework, friends, exams, college parties, and college boys. It's their second year and they're ready for it to be the best year yet with new friends, new romances, and new memories. Little did they know what kind of storm was coming their way, and that nobody could ever be prepared for this.

Tutelar Idris Menhyr is a brutal and enigmatic man, waging a campaign to eliminate the other warlords of Tirgodh. Tradition demands he stoke the fires of war, but he is driven by deeper motivations. Ahn, trained as a chronicler from birth in Ashiir, and assigned by divine decree, has the delightful task of recording every last word the man mutters, every step he takes. The Council of Kings sits apart from the blood shed in their name, ever vigilant of their kingdoms as they teeter between stability and stagnation. When a piece becomes too successful, too aggressive, sacred rites are invoked to manipulate the arena back into order. When Idris receives demands from the Council of Kings, he foists the task upon his chronicler and puts the tedious matter to the back of his mind. Ahn forges ahead, lost in a duty she has little knowledge of, and Tutelar Menhyr discovers that even a burr, if left to fester, can prove toxic.

My own interpretation of the realistic Kaylor timeline, written to be as realistic and descriptive as possible. This is a work of fan FICTION. I do not mean any disrespect towards anyone being written about and am aware that all of these events and dynamics between characters are completely fictionalized. #27 in Fanfiction at its peak.

Alice Bowman and Zoey Chase have been best friends since birth. They do absolutely everything together, dating being the only exception. But they don't even do that. These two girls are even the two most popular girls in their school. No, not just their school, their city. They're like local pop stars, and for many reasons. The first reason is probably their drop dead gorgeous looks that any supermodel would kill for. The second reason is their families wealth. Both girls come from families with CEOs as parents. Mansions, a staff, nice cars, everything handed to them. Boys worshiping the ground they walk on for some hope of getting one of the girls into bed. Girls begging them for a moment of their time because they know that if one of these two girls talk to them, they'd be promoted crazy high popularity. Now, I've told you about what they have, but I never said that they want any of it. Because they don't. They don't want the popularity or the high amounts of money or the attention that they receive. They're just two simple best friends who have way too much unwanted drama on their plates.

Drops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from where I stand I don't care if I'm under a storm All I know is those little drops are stories Every day I learn new things from this horror But I can turn them into drops of poetries. This is a compilation of my poems :)

My name is Naviwa. But who I am is not important right now. What matters is who we are. We belong to Cortex. We are soldiers. Trained since infancy to tackle the most treacherous frontier known to mankind: the human mind. We face your fears, erase your bad memories and extinguish your nightmares so you don't have to. We are strong. We are brave. We are compassionate. And we have prepared for every scenario imaginable. But now... Now we are trapped.

Every half century in a small little town hidden in the woods, a beast comes out from the forest to claim his bride on the night of an eclipse. The people of call this phenomenon "the taking". This beast is said to be very dangerous. It roams door to door searching for the woman whose being calls to his animal instincts. He will kill, mutilate and destroy everything in his path until he finds his bride. In the past, the townsmen have tried to hunt the creature and kill him before they can steal one of their marriageable daughters, but the beast does not hunt alone. He has followers among the shadows to make sure his goal is accomplished. Once he finds his bride, he carries her back to the forest where she is never seen or heard from again. Celeste believes this so-called "legend" is just some scary fairytale her grandmother made up to scare her. But was she ever wrong when a pair of moonlit eyes stared straight at her through her bedroom window and entered her room. Next thing she knew, she was being carried out the house and into the woods by a half-naked man who called her his. Who would have thought? Grandma wasn't crazy after all. Young Adult novel. Paranormal/Comedy-Romance @2014

One day, while I am living my highly successful life without any drama whats so ever. I receive a letter in the mail that states “It’s a get together . . . All people who began Clement James High School in 2002 are required to attend the reunion.” Suddenly my mind pervades with thoughts about my hideous teen years and the bullies. Before I can throw the letter away I think, maybe, just maybe will Carter Royce, my high school love be there. © 2014 All rights reserved.

She was a young, dedicated worker. He was a young, experienced, and cruel corporate owner. When Aiden is literally forced to have Coral in his office he's officially lost his mind.