"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')

A twisted girl, in a twisted love story, which involves a twisted boy... "So It was all a joke. Nothing but a joke, Isn't it?" I said bitterly through my gritted teeth. "Ariana listen to me let me explain it." He said as he moved towards me and tried to hold my arms. I moved backwards while pushing him away. "Explain what? How to make a fool of yourself? Huh!" I laughed bitterly. A girl who meets a kind boy and finds her cheeriness again after her awful past. But there's something about his eyes that gave hints of sorrow. Like an ocean, she could feel a bottom to what someone could call bottomless and she wanted to find out what was there. After finding a dark secret, she begins to wonder if they really met by chance. What if this was all planned? What if she already knew this mysterious boy? What if the wounds he closed once he reopened them? Check out this story.. Hope you find something which you never heard about.

'A boy is lucky if he is a girl's first love; and a girl is luckier if she is a boy's last love.' A short story about friendship, love and not losing hope. ************ Highly cliche & cheesy story. Go on and read; you'll like it if you're a romantic. :D

"I... I'm scared of falling..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. It was like she wanted to say something more but stopped herself. "I won't let you fall... alone." I smiled when I saw her smile at what I said. But little did I know that what I said to her was true. She didn't fall alone; I was the one falling with her. ***************************** I am Keith Warren, a self proclaimed player and this is my journey. Thank you, @KitellaMash for the cover! :) <3