BOOK 1 OF RECOVERY SERIES Grace Adams has battled with depression for the majority of her life, but her best friend Chey always kept her sane. But after Chey disappears from her life, Grace completely loses it, falling back into all of her old habits. When her therapist suggests sending her to a ranch for troubled teens over the summer after nothing else works, her parents agree as a last resort. While there, Grace is paired with a stallion rescued from an abusive home. Both Grace and the horse are broken inside- can they put each other back together? This is a story of pain, love, loss, and hope. This is a story of recovery.

Formerly 'Shattered' / BOOK 3 OF RECOVERY SERIES "Grace-" he whispers, his voice a caress that sends shivers down my spine. "Don't," I warn, taking a step back. "Don't say my name like that." "Why not?" "It's taking everything in me just to be in the same room as you. Please don't make this harder than it has to be," I whisper. "I'm his now." "Hmmm," he murmurs, stepping dangerously close. "Then why are you here?" ***** Grace Adams finally has her life together after her hellish high school experience: perfect boyfriend, admission to a stellar university, and the horse of her dreams. For the first time, it seems like everything truly will be okay. Fate has other plans, however. When an old flame reappears, Grace's life is flipped completely off its axis. As she struggles to come to terms with all the changes in her life, Grace only knows one thing for certain: Life will never be the same.

BOOK 2 OF RECOVERY SERIES After coming home from Osprey Point, Grace finds it difficult to return to her previous life. She cuts horses completely from her life, instead focusing on school and her promiscuous new social life, a new guy every week. She becomes cold and distant to those who care about her, Jace included. But when a seemingly normal date takes an unexpected turn, she's suddenly thrust into a world she thought she'd left behind for good. MATURE THEMES, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO: DEPRESSION, SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, MILD SEXUALITY, AND LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

How many times can bad things happen to one person, before they are pushed to the edge of the cliff? When the only options they have are either to give up or run away from it all? Genevieve Munroe could probably tell you. She knows more pain than she’s ever known happiness. She’d been bullied all through elementary school, never mind the fact that she always had her best friend Avalon Raider as her protector. But Avalon’s been murdered and Genevieve is accused for her death. She can’t find any reason for her to be alive in Jackson Point, North Carolina anymore. Waking up in the morning to face another colourless day has taken away her energy. Genevieve knows that suicide isn’t her way out, but running away certainly is. A fresh start is what she needs. Away from all the disgusted looks and the snide remarks. So she packs up her things and leaves, not turning to look back at the supporting family being left behind. Her destination is Tyler Texas, the home of her Veterinarian Aunt; Harriet Mills. Texas will be her fresh start, a place for her to start a new life away from murdered best friends and bullies out to kill her with their words and actions. But during her journey there, Genevieve runs in to trouble. Trouble that could very well coast her life. When finally arriving at Aunt Harriet’s, she meets Beau Paxton. A bad boy who seems to be determined in breaking away the shell around her and becoming her friend. Can Harriet and Beau Paxton be the ones to save her? Will Genevieve have her fresh start, or will she be destined to bullying everywhere she goes? Will the murder of her best friend follow her? And what about Greyson? The man she ran into on her journey to Texas? This is Genevieve Munroe’s story and my debut novel “Holding Out For A Hero”

These are the words that fill my head. Original poems.

from the moment I experienced pain, from the moment I experienced suffering, it lingered inside and never depart, it's never easy and its killing me silently. I tried to cry to ease the pain inside, in the thought that tears sweep away ills, lonesomeness and emptiness persist, to dwell in my spirit. until I discerned scribbling my pen, revealing my emotions, in an unusual tone. This makes me anxious, that others won't see it's worth. but this is my choice, to chase mode. and every time I cease, I'm filled with unexplained mirth. writing is a state of art, that glee and pleases my heart. -aslEonalliveS-

❝We were living minds with dying hearts.❞

English Qoutes Read it.

Life Qoutes

Word to myself: I'm sorry for loving him, over you.