Only in October,is when I always think about you. Only in October, is when I feel my skies aren't blue. Cause it was in October, when I took a chance and kissed you. And and now we're in October, and I really, really miss you. But all my friends seem to say is "forget him he never loved you!" But they weren't there in October And they don't care that its over,and that I miss you and I love you, and that I didn't get enough of you. Take me back to October, Take me back to October. -by Zoe September

Phe-Phe has a past that not much people know about , she becomes a Kindergarten teacher and catches the eye of one of her student's father, which becomes dangerously endearing and quite pleasurable. But as they say, when you think people aren't noticing your dirty deeds, someone always is, like August, August Alsina that is. They hurt each other to a point where pain never hurts so good and they fall into a deep fiery abyss of Love and Passion, that is Intense and intoxicating beyond measures. Her prude, sheepish and vain attitude turns into clay has he shapes her over again, as if she were his canvas. No surrenders , no survivors, can lead a narrow path and people get trampled, stomping all over the endless garden which they lay in. [STORY CONTAINS GRAMMATICAL ERRORS--ALSO SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE FOR DEVELOPMENT AND DRAMA OF NOVEL FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY ,YOU HAVE BEEN INFORMED AND WARNED] ©2014 All Rights Reserved

"Where the Moth is drawn to the Flame" August and Phoebe can't seem to savour their happy moments. Their love seemed to happen so fast that August finds himself uncontrollable when it comes to his "canvas". Phoebe is persistent in teaching him lessons because he always seems to come crashing to his knees. But who says August's downfalls will be the only obstacle this time around? With lust and love amongst their desirably chaotic relationship, Phoebe may just end up on the other side of the chalkboard, crumbling into dust. Will there be any Survivors? Explicit Content for the drama and development of the story. For Mature audiences only. All Rights Reserved 2015 Part II to "My Forbidden Fruits" (TPIOP-The Potholes In Our Passion)

2015 Hot Genre: Urban Fiction Winner Book 1 "It was her soul that got me. I felt her way before I knew her, that's as real as it gets. I had to chase her because she was already mine."