You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?

! THE ART IN THE COVER IS NOT CREDITED TO ME! Smut is included now bitches I have at least 60% percent of confidence in this unlike my other failures, and this book will contain my oc who will be mentioned a lot and you and her will both interact and its very sudden, if you like slow love then this isn't the book for you! !! Disclaimer ٭: yes I acknowledge that masky and hoodie are fictional characters from Marble Hornets. (Really recommend<3)

Ever since (Y/n) had inherited her great grandfather's farm in the desolate town of Markwood, she had been living paycheck to paycheck as a farmer. So when she ends up holding an intruder hostage in her home, she's torn between killing him or keeping him alive. He is one more mouth to feed, but letting him go could mean her demise. Cover art by: nala_fel on Instagram

(Y/n) was just your average, everyday young adult who loved to read books, take walks, and enjoy the beautiful scenery that the woods just beyond her backyard had to offer. Life without the daily struggle of completing schoolwork was long gone and liberating. However, true freedom was not so easily obtained when you lived under the rule of abusive parents. (Y/n) is determined to make it through another year of mistreatment, but once newfound tragedies occur, hope in withstanding the circumstances starts to falter . . . That is, until a newfound stranger enters her life. There's something off about him at first, but as time passes, she slowly regains her optimism as well as some other new-felt feelings. A new life seems to be forming before her eyes, but is this new life something that she can handle?

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

"Cmon. Don't say you've never done this before." "No Jack, I've never wanted to kill my self by rolling off a hill." ........ As I came to a stop at the bottom of the hill, leaves covered my vision. Jack was the one to take them off. At that moment I seemed to forget everything he was. Like I was being blinded by the October leaves. I am not the artist. I found it on Google. All credit to the artist if you know who it is. Bc God knows I'm bad at drawing.

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

Breaking news is typically a term used to accentuate the severity of a set situation or event; socially, the term 'Breaking News' has become a sort of slang term in conversation to mean ' I have something important to tell you.' It was a phrase commonly heard, commonly spoke, and commonly disregarded. She really hoped that for once, maybe that wouldn't be the case as 'Breaking News' spread across the small static-ridden television, her name bolded in white lettering and her picture displayed on the screen.