Rosea isn't the silly naive girl named Rosemarie Smith anymore. She doesn't - or at least she claims - have a stupid high-school obsession with Demetri Arch anymore. Now she's stronger, tougher, and she's in a big hell of a mess. Rosea thought that finally this was the breakthrough of her life. She thought that her choice would make the rest of her life better, thought that it was the last straw. But what if Rosea was forced to kill the man that she once loved and the woman that she once swore to the moons would be her best friend forever? She knows she has to, but how could she have the heart to? And while she does... she gets her heart broken all over again. Sequel of Vampire Mates

Victoria Collins has finally overcome the many obstacles Cole Levingston Jr. placed in her way. As she now begins a new life in Boston with her boyfriend Sebastian, new information rises once again. Cole's back and now more determined than ever to complete his revenge on the Collins family. Through, heartaches, laughs, tears, and puzzling situations, Victoria's strength is tested. Will love, family and friends be enough to keep her intact or will she fall apart and give in? The truth will reveal itself placing Victoria in the most horrific situation, and ultimately living up to the name; Broken Princess. All Rights Reserved

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }