"don't make promises you can't keep." COMPLETED

"Promise me, Cindria! Please!" Tom pleaded, now gripping my arms in a vice-like a grip. "I won't, I won't promise something when I know I'm going to break that promise, Tom," I said shaking my head. I refused to comply with Tom's demands because I knew one way or another, I'd be forced to get involved in what's happening. Whatever was happening. "Fine! You leave me no choice! Nagini!" I heard Tom say, and when he uttered that familiar name, I began to tremble. "Tom...Tom! what are you doing?" I said weakly, raising my hands to his muscled biceps. "Protecting you," he replied, just as Nagini, Tom's huge snake, slithered into the room. I could feel myself becoming faint and I pressed myself into Tom for protection from the venomous creature. He wouldn't. Would he? He would. "Tom...You promised...You promised that it wouldn't come near me!" I began to panic, now trying to get away from Tom, who held me around the waist, tightly against him. "I know what I promised, Cindria, I promise Nagini won't hurt you. She'll just be outside your door, guarding you, making sure nothing happens to you in case you have any ideas," he told me, putting his hand on my cheek. "Please don't do this, you don't have to do this," I whispered, tears making their way to my eyes.

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

Born a noble lady of House Hornwood, Arianne Hornwood is adored by all those she loves. But when the sound of war approaches the north, and her father and brother are called away by Robb Stark, her life slowly falls apart. Shortly after receiving news of the deaths of her father and brother at the Battles of the Green Fork and Whispering Wood, she and her mother are captured by the bastard of Roose Bolton. Fearing for her mother's safety, Arianne consents to marry Ramsay Snow. With her future uncertain, and bound to a man with many faces, Arianne must learn to navigate this world of violence and deceit. Ramsay Bolton x Original Female Character

Love doesn't heal. It haunts. Aya thought the worst thing in her life was the man watching her from the shadows. Until he took her. Until she realised the cage he locked her in might feel safer than the world she tried to escape to. Aeon is a monster dressed in patience-a predator with obsession in his veins and Aya in his sights. He's been watching, waiting, needing. And when he finally has her, he's not prepared to let go. Not when the world outside is crueler than anything he could ever do. Not when she runs straight into something worse. Now Aya's bruised, broken, and bleeding in more ways than one. And the man she ran from is the only one who can put her back together-whether she wants him to or not. But love built on fear is still love. And sometimes the only thing more dangerous than a captor... is the girl who survives him.