"Why so many tattoos?" "It helps me forget.." "Forget?" she questions. My hand brushes over the rigid scar along my bicep." The past. The pain." - 'Inked' is officially published! Hi there! thanks for checking out my story! I am pleased to let you know this 'Inked' is officially published - this means you can get your hands on a hard copy! Literally a read book that you could hold and smell (lol) - something I never thought would happen!! If you'd like to get your own copy, please check the link in my bio! Your support means the world to me! Thank you! - Life In Colour || The Sequel - Complete

I've always been intrigued by this kid from my class, O'Brien, I know he's one to get into a lot of trouble and he's always hanging with the wrong people at school but there's something about him that gets my attention. I remember him being much more lively, funny and sarcastic all the time, that was of course back in middle school. I know people change but he just doesn't seem himself anymore, not that I ever talked to him before but looking at him everyday makes me wonder, whatever happened to him. I don't think he just decided to be annoying and a bully, there has to be more to it than everyone thinks. [Inspired by Void Stiles]

*WARNING: Written in 2008, some content may be offensive* Stasee is your typical shy, quiet teenage girl until the night her brother's best friend Damen Hurtz decides to finally acknowledge her existence. In a desperate attempt to gain his acceptance she allows him to take the one thing every girl values most...her virginity. After that night, Damen constantly begins accepting her while they're alone and then rejecting her in front of his peers. Stasee's frustration and confusion continues to grow, as do her feeling toward the man who continues to break her heart. He claims that he cares for her, but will his need for his peer's acceptance prevent him from ever treating Stasee the way he should? And if he finally realizes the stupidity of popularity over love, will Stasee still be waiting for him?