My name is Mirror Eve Drake and I am a demigod but not any normal demigod. As all of you know, only three demigods have survived the terrors of Tartarus and I watched them all, even helped them. You are probably wondering how could I have watched Nico make his way through Tartarus if only Nico, Percy and Annabeth were the other demigods to ever live through the terrors. That's because I don't think of the monsters that lived in Tartarus are terrors. I actually grew up with them from the age of 6. Let me tell how this happened and what happened next

I don't know what happened, but my story was never told right. My name is Ella that part it true. I do have a step mother and two step sisters. But I never went to the ball. I never danced with the prince. In fact I had never met him until he waltzed around with that stupid shoe. I was never supposed to marry him. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover art.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

I heard you're a player. So let's play a game. Let's sweet talk. Let's play fight. Let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day. Let's take walks together. Let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each others friends. Let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night. Let's hold each other. Let's kiss and hug. And whoever falls in love first? Loses. If you asked anyone to describe Avery Harrison in three words, everyone would say; sarcastic, care-free, and stubborn. Everybody tends to love her, why? Because she's fun and always has something hilarious to say... Unless she doesn't like you of course, then you might call her; snide, sharp and bitchy. If you did the same with Hunter Matthews it would definitely be: hot, gorgeous, beautiful, and nearly everyone would miss the slight detail that he's a player. That one slight detail is the entire reason Avery hates him, he threw girls away like old tissues, why would she? But with one scheming best friend, they are both pushed into playing 'The Game' with a prize for whoever wins. They pretend to date and whoever falls, loses. The question is: who will lose, the girl against love or the player?l

Water and Fire, the two opposite elements, when combined, they become neutral. Similarly, love and hate, when mixed feelings, the fine line between them vanishes. However, with the showers of blessings, what will happen when both clashes together? Simple, the love overpowers the hate, forming an everlasting strong love relationship. Rainie Stacey Brooke, the school's bully target, the nerd with the most disappointing academic grades. She gets laughed at, humiliated, teased by the popular clique and jocks in the entire school. Speaking of jocks, Jarrell Harris Watsons is the most popular jock player in school. He screws around, just for the sake of 'fun'. When both of them met under a rainy day, Rainie snatches the jock's umbrella, and that's when her life starts changing drastically. It's a typical love story, with a pinch of cliché.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

'Pain isn't remotely kind in that way. Pain wants its promised pound of flesh, ounce for ounce. It won't settle until you're left with nothing but a flaky shell of who you were. The burn of betrayal and the sting of rejection hurt, but nothing compares to the pain of being empty. Nothing hurts worse than not hurting at all and it makes no sense and perfect sense at the same time and I'm convinced I'm going crazy and I'm actually okay with that.'

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.