"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Skye Noelle. That's what her mother named her. She thought it sounded badass. Through all her life, her name was the only special thing about her. Well, not anymore. Now there was more, so much more. But she didn't want it. She was perfectly okay with being ordinary; she thought special was overrated anyways. All she wanted was to get back to her boring old life. But that wasn't happening. HE wouldn't let her. He, well, he was special too... but in a different way. Skye wasn't sure how different, but she knew he was special enough to know about her... gift? No. Curse. Yeah, that would be more fitting. Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2015 Liz_Vega