When you discover your long lost brother is the head of the mafia, how do you adjust to being put in the center of his world. A DeathNote Fanfic.

I woke up in a lab. I don't know anything about myself and I'm not sure that I want to. I don't even know my own name, or what I'm doing here. There are other children here, too, some younger than me and some that are older; but none of them are...normal. We are all different in some way. I'm the only one that can talk and I probably will be the oldest as well. They usually live for a week at the most. We're usually caged, and we only leave the dark room when they want to experiment on us. Or kill us. The evil people call me their Ultimate Specimen that could change the world... But I'm just a girl who doesn't have an inkling of anything before this torture. The men and women here call me dangerous, harmless, a secret, a solution. I don't know what any of it means, but they continue their work and experiments on me. Why am I so fascinating? Why am I here? If you want to know what is happening behind your backs, then you must read this. I don't know many things at all, but I do know that I will somehow escape. Never to come back. ©2013 by E. Barnes.

I love the players. He loves the game. (CONFUSING-THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK SO IT SUCKS. WARNING. ONLY ON WATTPAD FOR NOSTALGIC PURPOSES. Written and completed on June 2012. Rewritten version now available on my profile called 'The Accidental Partner') #69 in Humour and #100 in Romance Important Note: Readers are wondering why I will be revising/remaking this book. It is because I regard my novel with a critical but not cruel eye, for it is a work of my one-and-only imagination and deserves to be made even better.

“You give me one week to pull out all of the stops and get you to kiss me and mean it. If I get you to kiss with me before or by the time the week is up you seriously give ‘us’ a chance. If not then I’ll stop asking but you have to be honest with your feelings. So how about it?” Andy asked. I thought about it for a minute… maybe… “Sure, why the hell not?” Andy smiled childishly before wrapping his arm around me; effectively pulling me into his side. “One week from today I swear that you’ll be my girlfriend.” He lamented. I blushed but said nothing; we shall see who will win. AS A GENERAL DISCLAIMER FOR THE ENTIRE STORY I ONLY OWN MY OWN CHARACTERS, SHUFFLE PUNK, AND PLOT LINE. THE BVB AND ANY OF THE SONGS PUT IN HERE ARE NOT MINE!

Kharma was made fun of and tortured for being overweight when she was young, So after she moved she lost all her weight and now that it's her senior year of highschool she is back and wants revenge.