"I don't want to exist, I want to live. I want even the darkest pieces inside her. I want to kiss the sorrow off her skin. Isn't that what love is? Isn't that what this beautifully constructed torture feels like? But I want the same from her. The power-hungry part of me wants something in return. I want her to love even the most monstrous parts of me. I want her to love me for the madman I am."

Sam, is an eighteen year old girl who is outgoing, friendly, funny and is loved by everyone... Or at least, that's what she thought. When a night out with her friends goes horribly wrong, she meets Mitchell, who saves her. He takes her in, and seems friendly enough. But Mitchell is hiding something, and so is Sam. Can they eventually trust each other enough to tell the truth? Or will the lies (and a certain someone) tear their relationship apart? Story by: Canadiangurl457 (Sarah) Book cover created on Font Candy **This is my first book, so just keep that in mind while reading** •VERY SLOW UPDATES•

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"