"Eva!" My Brother slams the car door shut, storming over to where we sit. I roll my eyes, not wanting to deal with him. "Go home Nick." I tell him, picking up another can of beer. "Get in the car!" He spits at me. "No!" I yell. "I'm fine. You can't tell me what to do!" "I swear Eva, you are out of control!" Nick finishes. "And something has to change." <><><><> Eva was always one to follow the rules, the poster child for good behavior. She lives with her brother, and never gave him any trouble. After a traumatic event, Eva spirals out of control. She falls in with the wrong crowd, and couldn't care less about her future. Eventually, her brother can't take it. So he decides to do something about it. Moving halfway across the country, to a town full of strangers, should do something, right? Eva doesn't think so. But maybe it's for the best. After all. Her brother says she's dangerous.

Gemma is a nobody. She knows it. Her parents know it. Everybody at school takes advantage of it. She accepts the fact that everybody is going to treat her badly. She can't do anything about it. She will forever be the doormat, somebody to shove homework at, someone to take anger out on. She goes about her business quietly, doesn't mess around. But then Gemma makes a mistake. She goes out at night, again on a useless mission to keep the peace. She runs into one of the most dangerous gangs in America. And she makes an impression. Liam Henderson is someone you don't mess around with, people cross the street to avoid crossing paths with him. So what will he do when a little school girl named Gemma gets under his skin? And it all started with a Tampon.

He was a prince. She was a guard. When Isandra's past catches up with her, her job of protecting the royals gets harder and protecting herself in the process was near impossible. Her duty was to him and the throne he would be sitting on, but things get a bit out of hand when she gets assigned to be a royal guard. Men from the past, needed to stay in the past.

{Highest rank: #151 Romance} I don't remember my husband. A four year coma swallowed my memories and nearly my life. Now every day I wake up in a beautiful home with photos on the wall that tell me I was loved...that I am still so loved. But the man holding man hand is a stranger. He's warm and wonderful and I'd give anything to feel like that young girl in the picture again. Even for one more day. Join Ryan and Henley on a wild journey through their past from the moment they met to just hours before the accident. Live their memories. See snapshots of their lives. Share their happiness, heartache and everything in between as they start their life together all over again. This work is completed. Accepted into #ThePrestigeAwards Vote for Oblivion in #theliteraryawards2017 ----