Zayn Malik is the new student in school. But with his black, odd tangled tattoos, twisting their way up his olive skin on his neck and arms - it's clear he is not ordinary. And he's going to make her world turn upside down - so nothing will be as before. [first book in the academy series] All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

❝You want a tip in life? Don't fall in love with someone you can't have. Especially not a runaway angel.❞ Zayn Malik is a desperate, fugitive angel. Valarie Chase is a feisty girl who lashes out at just about anything in order to keep from getting hurt. When Zayn becomes her guardian angel, all hell breaks loose--literally. Demons awaken, enemies are made, and a huge danger is unleashed, not only on Zayn and Valarie, but on angel-kind, and perhaps even mankind. Facing a sinister killer who has countless tricks up his sleeve, the two do their best to stay alive, clinging to each other in a world of betrayal and hurt. And perhaps even, unthinkably, falling in love. ❝And yes, sometimes we fall... but love will give us wings.❞ cover by me trailer on side

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

Skye Noelle. That's what her mother named her. She thought it sounded badass. Through all her life, her name was the only special thing about her. Well, not anymore. Now there was more, so much more. But she didn't want it. She was perfectly okay with being ordinary; she thought special was overrated anyways. All she wanted was to get back to her boring old life. But that wasn't happening. HE wouldn't let her. He, well, he was special too... but in a different way. Skye wasn't sure how different, but she knew he was special enough to know about her... gift? No. Curse. Yeah, that would be more fitting. Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2015 Liz_Vega

✖ She lived her life in the luxurious avenues of Manhattan. He lived his life in the graffiti filled streets of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. They had lived merely one subway stop apart their entire life, but with a world of difference. trailer by @validus Copyrights 2013 © arietem