CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

S.A.T.S has always been known as Africans Julliard. The most sought after talent school in the continent. So when a boy enters without auditioning, it's enough to raise eyebrows. Nothing about him adds up, the information in his files is different from his personality. The more you try to figure him out the more confused you will end up. **************************** Koranu is your typical teenager with walls, gates and fences round his heart and the whole school year planed out.But when he is paired with his happy talkative neighbor who refused to be snubbed, what will happen? Throw in annoying roommates,rule breakers, students that will do anything to win student of the year and Valentines. This school will drive you out of your mind A brutally honest story about family, self discovery, friends and life at the brink of adulthood.

He was created to destroy me but no one told me that, no one warned me not to fall in love with him, not to get trapped in those amber eyes. Amber Mikelson holds a power that could be fate changing for a hidden magical tribe. The tribe appoints a warrior, a shifter to kill her to prevent the prophecy. Laserian Ó Fearghaile is the most lethal, short tempered, ruthless shape shifter of 'The Hooded' tribe, tribe of shape shifters that can take any animal shape they want. They are like super natural assassins. He is assigned to kill their prime target: Amber Mikelson. A girl who is not scared of his cold demeanour. Could the guy assigned to destroy Amber save her from himself and the wrath of the Hoods? Note: Part II of Can you Series. Its a stand alone and you DO NOT need to read the first one for this! But I advise you to read it for fun! :) #2 in Fantasy on 12-05-2016

"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