"Desperate people are the most dangerous." Miracle Hope Carson has nothing more to ask for her life. She may be a nut-head, anti-social potato and with average looks that no one will probably bats an eye. But what's best in her life? Well, If it's not for her very supportive parents who never expects more from her and with her 2 best friends to die for, she possibly had the perfectly imperfect normal life. She hates attention, so she never expects to draw any coming from anything, especially not from anyone. Unexpectedly, someone has put an interest to her being; and worse... has fallen in love with her. And what about falling in love can possibly go wrong? E V E R Y T H I N G Desperate with her affection, her stalker has started to make some twisted actions which led to the destruction of her once-so-peaceful life. Feeling more miserable and helpless day after day, little did she know that there's more to come and the biggest havoc is yet to shattered her slightest glimmer of faith. When there's no more people to lean to, what will she do? Is she going to stay as a damsel in distress of commending defeat; or will she able to stand up on her own and be a fighter whom her stalker never expects her to be? *** Warning: Contains violence, abuse, mature languages, typos and everything that is not suitable for young and immature audiences. Kindly, read at your own risk.

College is just like her old life . . . bleak. Surviving it won't be easy, especially when the girlfriend of the guy she's loved her entire life would rather see her dead. So much for that clean slate. Instead she's constantly looking over her shoulder, watching, waiting and worrying. Lucky for Emma she met The Senator's Son. Zach Walker is the typical rich kid . . . or is he? He's all heart, not like all those other guys. She isn't supposed to fall for him. She doesn't even know if she can trust him. He is completely tempting and totally out of her league. Please note - there is profanity and sexual situations. All rights reserved. I hold copyright so my work cannot be copied in any form whether in print or electronically, or any other form for that matter. So please, don't plagiarize. It's not nice.

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I remember the first time I couldn't hear. I was seven and sitting in a hospital room with my panicked mother. The doctors lips were moving but no sound as far as I could tell. I turned to my mother and she was in tears as her lips moved. No words, no sound, nothing. The doctor was trying to calm me down but how do you calm down a seven year old who is deaf for the first time in his life? You can't. So of course it took a lot sugary candy and writing on white boards to communicate as best as a first grader can. It was hard on my mum, especially because my dad walked out on us four years before that. I remember as a kid, coming home and locking myself in the basement and screaming at the top of my lungs. Trying to hear something, trying to wake myself from this nightmare and then one day, I realized that this fever dream was my reality and I couldn't change it. My mum tried her hardest for me, making an effort to learn sign language with me, sending me to a deaf school and making sure I was happy. I picked up Sign language easily because I was so young but I struggled trying to communicate with others. I couldn't communicate with the rest of my family, my mum had to communicate for me until I could lip read and try to teach my family how I communicate. Nine years later and things are still tough but not as hard as they were.

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