Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but when sight is out of the question, how can beauty really shine? Alex doesn't believe in love, it has been ripped from him and smashed across the floor. All he believes in is getting the hell out of college and becoming someone. Preston doesn't believe in people, lost in his own world of loathing. His eyesight failed him, and his heart is colder than ice. But when these two unlikely souls are brought together under strange circumstances, it will take all of their strength not to strangle each other. Will love find its way to them? Or will it be the end of them both? Find out, in Lost in Your Eyes.

Bullied. Teased. Struggling. Pain. Welcome to Lacey's one hell of a life. **THIS STORY IS UNDERDOING MAJOR EDITING HENCE THINGS MIGHT GET CONFUSING ON DIFFERENT CHAPTERS**

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }