[BOOK I COMPLETED] I'm Sam Matthews, 16-years-old as of now. Well my shitty story is that I am a girl, not a guy. In this fucked up world every human soul mistakes my name as "boy-like." Which REALLY doesn't make any sense. Maybe it's just me, though... I'm not girly, I hate acting and behaving like one, or dressing like one. I am apart of the Matthews family, one of the richest and successful families out there (not really.) I am the youngest of this trash of a family, or known as the disappointment or the mistake. I have two older, prettier (I guess), and much more successful sisters. They make me look bad in front of almost everyone. I don't ever get spoiled, just because I'm rich doesn't mean I get treated right from anyone in this household. Yeah I got no talents or skills and hardly any smarts, but hey I'm still me. Does that count? My parents are the worst, they wanted a boy so they went for a "boy-like" name. They treat me like shit, they looked past me, beat me, and never bothered to get to know me. They basically made me into the person I am today. A cold-hearted bitch, with surprises up her sleeve. I got a cool-ass butler, the only person I saw as family. He's the best. The past years were the worst, what happened to me is something I can't forget. Not until I do something about it... But the fun doesn't end there! I'm going to a new school. Due to recent circumstances, this all boys school just accepted me! Haha, PERFECT. They literally thought I was a guy, so they accepted me. Then my dumbass parents were like, "Oh yeah Sam's a girl." This is the last school that accepted me, they offered a HUGE paycheck to let me in (the only somewhat nice thing they did for me for the first time.) They even bought out the name... Another HELL I was SO looking forward to. • • • | Mature Content : Foul Language | This is a Dark Romance, Viewer Discretion is Advised.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14