Each day she wakes up in a different body, not knowing who she is, and each night that body dies. She is the Reaper Syndrome, and she's desperate to know why. ***** She doesn't know what's happening. Each day she wakes up in a new body, not knowing who she is. She has to pretend to be the person, and at the end of the day her new body dies. The media have a name for these deaths: the Reaper Syndrome. No one believes it's a person jumping from body to body, until Joe. He's a conspiracy theorist, but she can make him listen. He trusts her, and he can also see the mysterious man, Samael, that's following her. Why is this happening to her? Who can she trust? Every day it takes her to end the Reaper Syndrome, another person dies. She doesn't want the last victim to be her. *2021 Wattys Shortlisted*

Vic knew about his son since the day Candra found out she was pregnant, but he was so young and wanted to be a singer. He only saw Vincent Robert Fuentes once before he was even named, after Candra gave birth to him. Now, years later he barely thinks of his son but when he does the guilt burns him deep. But he has a chance to be the father he never was when Candra's mother calls in tears about how her grandson is out of control, how she needs a break from the stress of raising a rebellious teenage boy. Is Victor finally ready to be a father? He's question is though, what happened to Candra? WARNING: might be triggering, underage drinking and drug abuse! I'm not rating it R bc you are gonna read what you want so yeah. I might later on though, idk

Copyright © 2013 by Lilibeth_A All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book There's only two things Clarissa Fontanilla Alvaro wanted her whole life: to get away from her mother's unexplained hatred and to find her father. Now that she turned 18 she makes plans to find her biological father. She travels to Italy and not only finds her father but she also catches the attention of Adriano Rossi, the son of the notorious italian mobster. There's only one thing she must understand, once you get involved with the mafia, there's no going back.

Nightingale is human - or would be, had it not been for the manner of her creation. Genetically engineered and grown to adulthood in a lab, she was created, not born. Why? For the sole purpose of the entertainment of rich men as one of the many Inamoratas in the bordello business . Beautiful, elegant, a superb dancer and an even better singer, she is the perfect lover for any man. Perfect, that is, except for her personality - the one thing you can't engineer.

A wreck. That was what he was. His life and his personality were a wreck. ----- "You're the only one that can change him! So, please bring our old friend back!", Calum pleaded. "Fine, but don't get your hopes up. I may not succeed." I said, before walking out of the room. Little did I know that from then on my life was gonna change. ----- Alaska Clark grew up in Sydney, Australia. She lived quite a normal life, trying to keep her record of straight As and also, trying to keep herself away from the popular crowd.The popular crowds main people were, Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood, Michael Clifford and Ashton Irwin. They weren't all exactly the bad boys of high school but Luke was. His life revolved around alcohol, drugs and sex everyday. Rumour has it that he used to be a gentleman but some big thing happened that changed him. One day, the two polar opposites bump into one another and a new adventure starts. Luke's friends ask Alaska to help them bring the old Luke, the better Luke, back. Can she do it or not? Read on to find out!

The greatest tragedy the world has ever known turned out to be the ultimate catalyst for change. In the wake of World War III, which decimated most of the world's population, the remaining survivors vowed to not continue to repeat the same mistakes of the past. Fortunately, they had something previous generations did not have - advanced technology. The year is 2117 and this once shattered civilization has become prosperous again. Innovative forms of technology have enabled them to abandon the old model and re-engineer a better way of living for all. Brain implants and genetic modifications have made an entire population educated, healthy, and kind. Despite the benefits of this technology, it has created some unforeseen side effects that threaten humankind's existence. When technology proves to be inept at solving the world's problem, a new hope emerges in the unlikeliest form - a young orphan girl. *** Cyberpunk, dystopian, technology, future, futurism, scifi, heroine, prodigy...

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

Arms slid around my waist and I was suddenly twisted around in a swift motion by muscular, tattooed arms. In seconds I was face to face with a somehow familiar figure. He was one of the most attractive people I had ever seen. Blonde hair slightly tousled across his forehead, bright blue eyes high lighted by his long eyelashes. A perfectly sculpted jawline. A shiny silver ring pierced into his bottom lip, matching his silver eyebrow piercing. I didn't realise how long I had spent taking in his Godly features until I felt a tingling feeling on my neck. Lips. He was sucking on a small part of my neck. I wanted to push him away from me and slap him across the face, but I couldn't. I was overwhelmed with desire and curiosity as I stood there trying to take in what was actually happening. He pulled away smirking at me, twisting my insides, "You belong to me now" he whispered.

'It would be so easy,' I thought. 'I could just walk out on the roof and jump. It's not like anyone would miss me anyways.' My thoughts raced to Johanna, then to Kris, then to my little brother, Mike, to Tony-Turtle, then to Jaime...Could I leave them behind? I swear to God I did what I could. I practically begged you, I pretended everything was fine. A soul sacrifice, an American nightmare. I'd rather be dead. My stomach twisted as I walked off the edge of the earth... Victor Fuentes is only eighteen and his life is miserable. Although his dreams are coming true with his new band, Pierce the Veil, his love life is being destructed by exes, brothers, babies, and blades. Will he be able to Hold On 'Til May? Or will he leave the world behind as the Boy Who Could Fly?