"Daddy! No no no no no! I don't want some delinquent staying here with Lola and I! You're going to be gone the whole entire summer! You can't leave us here with some stranger." I yelled to my dad "Dez, he is my friends son and he needs some help. He doesn't mix in with the right people and he needs to hang around people his own age. You guys met....when you were like four but still hunny. Please try...for me." my dad looked at me pleadingly. "Fine dad, just for you." I gave in. All Desiree wanted to do was spend her summer with her bestfriend Lola. But that just couldn't happen because Vincent, her dads best friends troubled son, has come to live with her for the summer. This story will go on a journey of the two, with them fighting, making up, maybe a hook up or two? But will it be enough? Will they fall in love?

Molly has been on the run for the longest time. She is not a fugitive running from the law, she is running from someone who makes his own laws. Taken from her family and best friend when she was a child Molly is running from her captor. The one person she thinks she could never trust and never love. She hasn't had a normal life since she was a child because of her captor. Recently turning 21 she should be partying with friends, studying at college, she should even have a boyfriend. But she doesn't because she can't. A normal life and running for your life aren't compatible ways of living. But what happens when one day her captor manages to catch her again. And then things become more complicated. With Molly determined to escape a second time her captor takes extra precautions to keep her with him. And Molly begins to ask the questions she was too young to ask her captor the first time, and she begins to get answers. And with those answers come a lot more then she bargained for. Warning: As of April 4, 2015 chapters 1-8 have been fully edited and changes have been made to these chapters! Chapters after number 8 will probably not make any sense due to the new changes. These chapters will be edited shortly. Reading only up to Chapter 8 and stopping is recommended! All copyrights belong to Kiwigirl98.

They think I'm dead. My family, friends, everyone who knew me. And in a way I am, was, dead. To them at least I am no longer living, in reality I am living. How it happened? Well that is a whole story in itself. Short, but also long. I could start off from the day I died, when I died, and of course how I died. But then I believe the story wouldn't be understood nor would most believe me. So I guess this means we have to go a bit further back. To a part of my life when death, well I rarely thought about it. To a time when I could say I was what most define as 'happy'. To a time when your mind is innocent of the true meanings of the world, yet a lot of your innocence is lost. Well lets get on with the story, shall we?