"Welcome to Love~Love Paradise! A water park resort where your bound to have fun! Whether you stay for a week, or a couple weeks! This is a water park resort where, blah bla bla, bla bla bla bla bla, who cares," I slammed the small brochure on the table, sighing out of boredom, "we've already been here for 2 weeks, and we barely got the paper today? I find that hard to beleive, that 'guy~de' person seems like he gets everything done so quickly." "Katelyn something could have happened, you never know," Aphmau sat next to me with a drink in her hand, taking the brochure from me. "Aphmau I don't care about guy~de, all I want is-" "This sexay boday! Pchkkkkkkkk," I turned my head to the left, spotting Travis in the doorway with his arms out, flexing his 'muscles'. A warmth spread across my cheeks, I shook it off as I looked back at Aphmau. "Anyways, gu-" "Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Katelyn~," I heard a whisper in my ear, followed by two arms wrapping around the top half of my body. A shiver ran up my spine, feeling Travis' chest on my back. "Travis g-get off of me," I stuttered out, peeling his arms from my body. "C'mon Katelyn," Travis whined, putting his head on my shoulder. "Travis get OFF OF ME!" I flicked Travis' nose, having him stumble off of me. I looked back at him holding his nose, smirking at me. My pale cheeks turned pink as I smiled, looking back at Aphmau, "anyways..." Travis walked past me upstairs, winking at me before he was out of sight. My stomach felt weird, like butterflies were in it. This happened whenever he told me a horrible pick up line, tried to flirt with me, or even be sincere about his feelings towards me. The feeling was great, and I felt it whenever I took into consideration the possibility of being in a relationship with him. I can't be falling for the street's Casanova, right? ~•~•~ Hello! It's me PastelMai, and Lizzee, Cookie, and myself proudly present our first book! A Travlyn FF! We hope you enjoy our story! ^_^

Not long ago, a curse was placed upon the bloodline of an innocent family. Dooming them to a life of suffering and disaster. The 14th birthday of "Brooklyn" Reed, has reared its ugly head. And of course like any active teenager would, she held a party, for all of her friends. But without knowing, as the night progressed, the curse placed upon her grew stronger. Until it finally burst, setting off a chain of events that would ruin her life forever. Now her destiny is intertwined with a demon, and a house full of games and rules not quite understood. It is her job to free herself, her friends, and the monsters that have trapped them all in the Dead Locked mansion. In a game of life and death, who will prevail and claim victory?

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer