Venus West didn't lose. Especially not to Orion Richards. Being named after the Goddess of Beauty and Love, Venus acted the part, though she wasn't much into the whole 'love' concept. She was also known for her competitively daring nature, thus always wanting to be the winner. Orion Richards, however, was a completely different story. Known for his bad reputation, most people were deemed unlucky if they were ever approached by him. He was seen as a walking curse of tattoos and a terrible short temper. Unfortunately for Venus, he leaves her with an offer she can't refuse. A game. Kiss, date, cuddle, hold hands, text each other until one falls asleep-be a couple, and whoever falls first loses. Easy win for Venus, right? After all, she was the Goddess of Love. Venus West didn't lose. Especially not to Orion Richards. [cover by @pinkgrandes]

"I'm distracted from the boy I've bumped into when the world around me begins to change. The grey and white I've seen ever since I was born into this world slowly begin to bleed away, like rain drops sliding down a car window, being replaced with bright, bright pigments. They cover everything, bring to life the world around me. The gravel underneath my feet is no longer a dull grey, the sky is no longer white, the bricks of the buildings no longer black. They're different, beautiful, bright, extraordinary, breathtaking. Colors, I realize. These are colors." x Natalie Grayson has lived her whole life in black and white. She's been waiting to meet her other half- her soulmate- who will make both of their worlds burst in color. It's what she's been dreaming of ever since she was little. She wants to know what color is, how it feels, what it looks like, if it's really as amazing as everyone claims it to be. On her seventeenth birthday, while walking back home through a sketchy part of town, she bumps into a stranger. Before she can even apologize, the last thing she expected happens: the black and white of her world begins to bleed away and is replaced with something else. Colors. When she looks up, Natalie isn't expecting to lock eyes with a rebel. But she does. She also doesn't expect him to run away. But he does.