❝We were both just two messed up kids with pasts and the power to move forward.❞ Eric Wilson. He was gorgeous. He was the quarterback. He was smart. He was perfect. He was an addict. He didn’t want to be that person anymore, though, so when he moved across the country for college, he stopped...well, tried to. All Eric wanted to do was go to school and recover from heartbreaks that happened in high school. And then, like in most stories, he met a girl…

Kimberly Jones, better known as Kimber, is new in town. She's the beautiful and smart daughter of a Secret Service member, fully capable of handling herself in any situation. Lucas Vasquez, better known as the town's residing criminal, is shrouded by mystery and sarcasm. With sins stretching behind him almost a mile long, he's dangerous and captivating and the son of the drug cartel's leader. A man to some, a god to others, who cures boredom on a weekend with a murder or two. After dealing with deadly thugs, seductive boys, and impossible midterms, Kimber's life seems to be spiraling out of control and the first semester isn't even over yet. But when she discovers that Lucas is slowly dying and somehow her father is connected to it all, Kimber's first year of college takes a turn for the worst. Can the daughter of a law abiding family join forces with the son of America's most wanted in order to not only save themselves, but also the empire Lucas' father has built while leading the drug cartel? Or will Kimber lose Lucas forever to the secrets and evils surrounding the Vasquez family? Through unbelievable twists and discoveries, Kimber will learn quickly that when the drug cartel descends, blood runs thicker than water. And blood. Will. Run. - © 2016 [P.S- I enjoy writing big, bloody, and heart wrenching endings. You have been warned;) ]

[jack gilinsky] in·som·ni·a noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep. ___________________ I haven't gotten up in days. I just lay in bed, writing about all the things that we could've been And all the things we will never be. Sometimes, I don't even write. I just put the date on the top, right hand corner of the lined page and let my tears fall, dampening the paper by each droplet. I haven't eaten since you left. My mom is getting concerned, but I could see why. Her daughter is bed bound, won't eat. Can't sleep, and won't talk. It has been absolute hell since you left 2013-2015 [2014 -2015 all rights reserved ] ShaeFoster

Makenzi Fox had it all. Perfect boyfriend, perfect grades, amazing friends, wonderful family. She was living the good life. When she was seventeen, she found out she was pregnant and she couldn't have been happier. She knew she was in love with her long-time boyfriend Cayden Knight and she knew he loved her, too. When she goes to tell him the good news, however, she finds him in bed with another girl. Devastated, she leaves home to live with her aunt on the other side of the country. She never wanted to see Cayden again and vowed never to go back. Almost three years later, after the news of her father's hospitalization, she returns home with her twin boys. What will she do when she runs into Cayden? More importantly, what will Cayden do when he finds out he has sons that he never knew about?

Summer Butler is an 18 year old British YouTuber and cousin to Marcus Butler. She then meets a certain blonde haired South African who makes her first ever YouTube convention to PlayList Live an unforgettable experience... "You don't have to be afraid." He whispered, his lips pressing softly to mine. "I'm here. And I'm never going to let you fall. Summer, no relationship is all sunshine, but we can share an umbrella and face the storm together."

I watched Reese lips move as he read out the contents of the letter, then I watched everyone's faces as they took in the words that were coming off the paper. As I looked around the small group, I realized that these were the people that I had no choice but to depend on for awhile, and one of them was going to get hurt. It didn't matter if we did everything right, someone was bound to get hurt in this game and I couldn't help but to feel like it would be all my fault.