Annabelle first met Eric at his party. She first kissed him during a game at the party. Now? She owes him. Melissa is Anna's little sister, hurt and broken from her boyfriend's betrayal. When Melissa refuses to give "it" up he gets mad. Breaking up with her he spreads rumors around school of her being a slut. Becoming the new school slut has broken her spirit until she can barely make it through the day. Anna's father is a single Dad and she has spent her entire life looking after Melissa, now that she is nearly broken, Anna will do anything to make her better. When Melissa is suspended from getting in a fight, Anna doesn't know what to do. Melissa can't be homeschooled because there is no one to do it and she can't keep going on like this. That's where Eric comes in. He has a proprosition for her. Do what he says for 6 months and he'll get his little brother to get her unsuspended and to protect her for her remaining years of high school. Anna agrees. Will Anna and Eric always be at odds, or at the end of the six months will they never want to be apart again?

Meet Stella. Beautiful, rich and smart, a pampered daughter with royal blood. At an early age, she was arranged by her parents to marry Eros Petrakis - at the right time. As an obedient daughter, she agreed into this. But when she met Eros' cousin, Tristan Latsis, she had a change of mind. She fell in love with Tristan and was willing to fight for their love. BUT... was Tristan worth fighting for? Meet Tristan. Abandoned. Hated. Deprived. Unloved. Tristan learned to survive on his own. He surpassed the struggles and hardships he experienced at an early age. But he became a bitter man. Then she met Stella. The girl who softened his stone heart. He thought everything was magical... until he found out about Stella's betrothal to his cousin, Eros. Read the LOVE-HATE story of Tristan and Stella. You will enjoy this.

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"