One blog, one girl, two very different people. 17 year old Charlotte Knight has always gone unnoticed with her brother the star football player and his good looks to her brilliantly talented Aunt. She was shy, quite and reserved. But deep down she hated the world, was sarcastic and ridiculously attached to her computer, Chester. And what better why to reveal your inner self than with a blog. It was one post that changed her life. Soon people took notice of her. The girl who was outspoken, the girl who was funny, the girl who spoke the truth. But no one knows who she was and Charlotte gets into all kinds of trouble to keep her identity as the Anon. contains a lot of cussing because I have a bad case of sailor's mouth. Cover made by: @QueenEverdeen MAJOR FYI PLEASE READ THIS : okay i wrote this like my freshman year and this is absolutely horrible writing. there are so many grammar mistakes and spelling mistakes that i have to go through and edit. But if you still want to read it go ahead by all means.

|#223 in romance 22/4/18| "You will not leave!" He said and slammed me against the wall. My heart started beating faster. My breath hitched in my throat. His face was dangerously close to mine. His eyes staring directly at mine. They were filled with anger, but that was soon replaced by lust. His hot breath fanning against my cheeks. "I have to go-" "No! You will not leave my sight. You are mine! No matter what!" He said and crashed his lips on mine. I was caught off guard. But as his lips moved against mine, I forgot everything. He always made me feel different. He will never let me go. ~ Running. That's what I'm doing. For the past three years. I've been running from my horrible past. Taking every chance I get and not wasting any time. But every single time I get caught. I get caught by a nightmare. My nightmare. I know they won't stop. No matter how far I go they'll always be at the back of me. Elizabeth carson. Daughter of a rich and wealthy business man. That's what they call me. My dad, he never cared about me, he abused me. My mom left me with this ruthless bastard. And when I turned 20 my dad sent me to his best friends son, my worst nightmare, Ashton Rodriguez. Three years spent with him and I broke more bones than I did at my own house. He was a complete maniac. Obsessed with me. If I made him angry he'd beat me to death. One night I tried to escape. And then I guess my life completely changed. Cause I ended up in the bedroom of the Italian mafia, Antonio Moretti, and he doesn't seem to let me go anytime soon.