Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

My life wasn't suppose to happen this way. I was always known to be that awkward kid and the "perfect child" by my parents. I was on my way to Harvard University, as my they suggested. How to be the good girl, was all I knew. Until I meant him. We both were far from perfect and this stage we call our world was just a platform as we played our roles. But I was getting bored of being a puppet and I guess so was, Dallas Hunter. The mysterious teen who has a past that would nearly haunt him forever. And just as things progressed within months of this dysfunctional relationship a loud wake up call will be out to get the great Dallas Hunter. But will he listen?

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"the pretty boy with the emerald green eyes watched me from a distance. I couldn't help but stare right back at him."

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January Winter's hopes of entering one of her homemade ice cream flavors into New England's 1st Annual Contest are dashed when she realizes she has no way of getting there - until she convinces her stoic coworker, Wyatt, to teach her how to drive.

"Hey Elle," Gavin said in a low tone, wiping the counter clean. "I bet a month's worth of dirty dish duty that you can't turn Scrooge into Santa's head elf in three weeks." Noelle Winters loves Christmas. She loves catching snowflakes on her tongue on snow days, reading by the fireplace with a big cup of hot cocoa. Christmas displays in toy shops and department stores make her happy. She loves how families get together and celebrate during the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas has this jolly, comfortable, warm, cozy, feel to it that makes her want to bury herself in knitted sweaters, light Christmas scented candles and sing Christmas carols in the middle of town square. With the cheery atmosphere in Fairview, who wouldn't join in on the holiday festivities? Oliver Hastings. He hates Christmas. Loathes it. He hates how bright the lights are and how everything in town seems so whimsical and enchanted. It all makes him want to puke. He claims that celebrating the holidays are useless and a waste of his time. So what happens when Elle's boss hires Oliver to work at Gingersnaps? A nuclear explosion of candy canes and sugar plums, that's what. She knows that no one's supposed to be unhappy on Christmas. Not even the grumpy Christmas hater named Oliver. With the help of her best friend Carol, she writes a list of things to try and get Oliver in the spirit. She's determined to show him what he's missed out on so far like; "Go ice skating", "Have a snowball fight", and "Sing Christmas Carols". She has 22 days and she's up for the challenge. last tracked achievements: humor #18 [28/12/14] teen fic #69 [15/12/14]