Crest view academy. This was no ordinary high school; it was known for its academic excellence and fierce rivalries. Amongst the students, two individuals stood out from the crowd - Zhera Thompson and Aiden Miller. Zhera Thompson was a diligent and ambitious student, always striving for perfection in her studies. She had an undeniable charm that drew people towards her. She was known for her intelligence and dedication, earning her the title of valedictorian in her junior year. On the other hand, Aiden Miller was a charismatic and popular student who excelled in both academics and sports. With his tousled black hair and mischievous grin, he had a way of making everyone around him feel at ease. Except for Zhera of course. Come here to see a story of hate, love, sadness and more!

Genevieve Beckham and Valentine Scott are like fire and ice. She's ice. Cold. Calculated. Cruel. He's fire. Careless. Flirtatious. Infuriating. They're constantly at each other's throats, competing to be the top of their class and the best on the soccer field. But what happens when their passionate rivalry becomes something more, something explosive? There's a fine line between love and hate. Will they cross it?

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

- Discontinued - - Blair Wrenlee an 18 year old girl who accidentally "shifts" into the universe of her recent book, Shatter Me. Or did she? .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. A book-loving girl who has always craved stories that could whisk her away. Yet, under the strict rules of her parents, many books have remained out of reach. When she finally gets her hands on Shatter Me, a world her best friend raved about, she eagerly dives in, losing herself in the pages-until something strange happens. Her reality has never quite felt right, with memories that feel fragmented, half-told truths lurking in the shadows of her mind. But when she falls asleep after chapter eleven of Shatter Me, she wakes up in a place that sends shivers down her spine. It's an unfamiliar world, filled with danger and mystery. Unbeknownst to her, she's crossed into the book itself, an extraordinary twist she couldn't have anticipated. Now, with only her limited knowledge of the Shatter Me universe, she must find a way to navigate this unknown world and solve not only the mystery of her sudden arrival but also the enigma of her own fractured memories. Can she piece together the truths of both worlds before it's too late, or will the secrets she uncovers shatter her reality forever? <Credits to the amazing Tahereh Mafi.> Highest Ranking: #1 in shatterme #1 in aaronwarner #1 in rescueme #1 in unnaturals #1 in warner #1 in shattermeseries #3 in kenjikishimoto #3 in shattermefanfic #5 in bookclub (Started on: April 29 2023) (Ended on: )