Rusksen never knew who he was. Since he was a young child all he ever knew was the scar on his face, and his name. This, he accepted. But when someone of his unknown past appears, he will be forced face the truth.

Some people hold in everything. There's only so much that those kind of people can take. Allison Anders was one of those people. They're like a time bomb, waiting for just the tiniest, incorrect movement to set them off. And when they blow, you can try to duck for cover, but chances are, you'll get caught in the explosion once you've come too close. Time bombs always result in fires. And sometimes they burn more than was anticipated. This is not a joyful tale. ~*~ All Rights Reserved © 2011 - do not steal, copy, or plagiarize. Story belongs to Danielle Richardson Any pictures found in this story--which includes the multimedia and my cover--do not belong to me. I located them on the internet, and they were edited to suit my wants.

What? Who? Where? When? Why? I didn't know what happened, but all I know is that there is no escape. Lexia Traxler is a normal nineteen year old girl, living her life. But all of this changes, that one day when is just going out shopping at night like any other day. But this was no ordinary day, this day she gets taken away...by the killer. The more she lives with him, the more she reveals secrets, and the more secrets she discovers, she begins to realize that not all killers are rude and full of themselves - some have a story. Whilst her life takes 180 degrees spin, she falls. Hard. But, she know she must not. What happens next? Will she ever return to her normal life again?