#860 in Romance(18.08.16) #849 in Romance (06.09.16) #812 (07.09.16) "Remember when you forgive, you heal. And when you let go, you grow." He speaks quietly, cupping my face in his big hands. "But some wounds are beyond the line of forgiving" I whisper slowly, letting the tears fall as the worst moment of my life comes back haunting my memory once again. "Your weak point." Lucas says with a dirty grin on his face, Blake looks up at him angrily.."Don't you dare.." He says in a warning voice, his face red with anger. Lucas smirks "Time to pay.." Blake's fist curls up in a punch, "Don't scare her, don't touch her, don't talk to her. It's only me who you should deal with."He adds angrily. "Then a bet?" "This night...like every other night..I promised myself to get back at the murderers of my mother, i promised myself again to get her justice and to never let them satisfy their greed and thirst.. I will get back at them, soon enough." She cries as she hugs her mother's picture even tighter against her chest. Happiness comes with a price, and he wasn't letting that price to be Her. But little did he knew about the reality of her life. As he came closer, he heard soft whimpering sounds and saw that her face was glistening with tears.. He couldn't help but kneel in front of her, brushing off the strands of her hairs from her face. "The child of the victim, the victim of abuse, the victim of forced marriage. This is me.." Stacey mutters as another sob escapes through her mouth. "Stacey Jordan, in front of all these people would you accept me, Blake Stephen, the bad boy of our school and will you Be My Forever?" What will happen when the Bad Boy falls for the tough yet shy, nervous and a frightened fighter.. the ordinary girl.. Stacey? How are they going to put up the puzzles and solve the unnerving mystery of their life? Keep reading to know that... Copyright ©2016, Meshu_

My stepbrother is always near me, to protect me...

Seventeen year-old Jade Levinson lives in her own shattered and lonely world where she tends to forget herself. She, above all the people, knows what sadness is because of the wrench inside of her tearing her apart every single second. Since that day which smashed the hope of having a happy life, she refuses to become attached to somebody. But she discovers that she's not the only one who has a heart made of broken pieces. When a mysterious and determined boy who somewhat manages to read her like an open book crosses her path, she can only be honest with him and begins to reveal pieces of an indelible past she would have rather forgot about. Between lies and dark secrets, she is only sure about one thing : nobody has ever cared for her that way, until him.