La cruauté humaine n'a pas de limites. l'homme est le pire monstre qui puisse exister car c'est lui qui conduit ses semblables aux portes de la mort. Quand on a tout perdu, y compris la force de se battre, on n'attend plus rien de la vie. On ne rêve que de liberté, combien même cette liberté à un prix...

Un jour de pleine lune, elle était là, au bord de l'eau. Ses cheveux de feu cachaient son visage, je ne voyait d'elle que son dos et sa robe blanche tachée de sang... Elle comptait... "Un, deux, trois... Passe près de moi... Quatre, cinq, six... Change de pays... Sept, huit, neuf, dix... Mais n'oublie pas... Que je t'attendrai, tu n'as pas le choix..."

[Before you begin reading just a quick warning; this story has painfully slow updates, it is also very cliche but it does improve as the story goes on] When Jade Everett was ten years old, her first kiss was stolen by Jared Felton. Six years later Jade has still not forgiven him, although she doesn't really have to worry about it seen as she knows she will never see him again. This all changes when none other than the Jared Felton enrolls in her school, looking more gorgeous than ever. Jared quickly becomes worshipped at Eastwood high, despite his bad attendance record, awful attitude, low care tolerance for school and the cocky smirk which never seems to leave his lips; he still finds a way to make everyone in a 10K radius fall in love with him. Well, everyone except Jade. And Jared is willing to do anything to change that. Can Jared win Jade over, or will he always just be the boy who stole her first kiss? ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Teen Fiction 20/8/14 ♥My Stolen First Kiss reached #1 on Humor on 20/8/14 [Story will be properly edited when completed]