❝i can't believe you talked me into this.❞ ❝reah, i didn't talk you into this i-- ❞ my fingers tapped the keyboard as i typed his number into my phone.

Jurassic World. A famous theme park worldwide known with more than 20,000 visitors coming in each and every day. Zach and Gray Mitchell visit for the sake of Gray's love for dinosaurs and are sent by their parents to their Aunt Claire. Zach can be quite a jerk with his attitude towards his little brother. He is in a committed relationship however has no interest in it. He is stuck with a clingy girlfriend. Arielle Brooks also visits Jurassic World with her older brother Justin and little sister Alexis. Her uncle Owen will be their guardian for the trip. When Zach and Arielle meet, she isn't too fond of him at first. Mistakes are made and survival is fought for.

Blake is a teenage runaway who finds a job at a haunted motel in the middle nowhere. In each room someone has either been murdered, or has committed suicide. As the new maid she is cleaning up murders scenes, interacting with vengeful spirits, and her only friend is the young owner of the motel from hell.

"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?"

"They claim that you are.. promiscuous, and unashamedly so." I said boldly, as we were alone in the vast hall. "Promiscuous?" he chuckled, a sheepish grin crawling upon his face. "No, Ms Devereaux, I simply dip my cup where there is plenty, and my dear, the world's pleasures are undoubtedly plentiful." he stated, lowering his voice. His eyes - full of mischief as he tossed the apple, catching it in his palm as it fell. "If only you are willing take them." He placed the fruit in my hand and with a nod of his head, he turned on his heel and left me without words.. {cover creds: robbie-idkay on Tumblr}

"What if I'd kiss you now?" He asked. "I'd let you." I found myself unable to move. His lips slowly moved towards mine, and honestly I wanted him to hurry up. Our noses brushed as his lips teasingly hung over mine, and as much as I had the desire to connect our lips - I wanted Ben to do it. His eyes were slightly closed, but I could tell he was still gazing at my lips. But when he pressed a kiss on my lips - soft and slow - his eyes flew closed, like mine. At 10PM Ben Parish kissed me. | The sixteen year old Liana Green hides herself in the woods after the Others killed her family. Little did she know Ben Parish did the same. | I don't own the 5th Wave's characters and storyline. I do own Liana Green