Haunted. Terrified. Alone. Those three words seem to be the only emotions that seventeen year old Gabriel Adams knows how to feel. At the age of thirteen, when other boys were chasing after pretty girls and playing in the dirt, Gabriel had been kidnapped and molested. Now, several years later, Gabriel still can't return to the normal life he'd lived before the Incident. He's terrified of the dark, and even the daytime gives him anxiety attacks. Gabriel hates being touched. A simple brush against him will set him off into spasms while panic quickly takes over his mind. It seems as if nothing will relieve Gabriel from the constricting, painful claws of the man who'd done him harm, and Gabriel is becoming desperate. That's when Evan Ricci steps in. Evan, a stubborn yet surprisingly selfless teenager, moves to the small, quiet town of Clydesdale Heights. When Evan sees a small, awkward blond haired boy carrying pop boxes across the street while he's bringing moving boxes into the new house, he decides to help him. Things don't go exactly as planned, though, and their relationship begins with a rather rough start. The two eventually learn to bond, and Evan helps Gabriel learn to deal with the psychological consequences of being molested, which eventually blooms into an understanding so deep they can't imagine themselves with anyone but the other. A hint of infatuation sparks up, but not quite yet will the love blossom out like most. Their love will take time. And lots of patience and persistence, too.

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Sick of cliché Wattpad books? Then this isn't the book for you. We take every single over-used plot, character and trope on Wattpad - from player-meets-nerd to my-boyfriend-is-a-vampire - and mash it all into one, awful, hilarious parody. NOTE: This is a parody. Characters have not been created to mock a race/nationality/sexuality, they have been created to lightly poke fun at the way certain teen fiction writers reduce them into crude stereotypes. Thanks for helping this pile of junk get to #1 in Humor!

"One mustn't linger upon the past for too long, lest one becomes consumed by their own sorrow and festers into nonexistence once more." Throughout her lifetime, Samira has had many names, she lived a life of seclusion, away from the rest of her kind. Living amongst mortals for over five hundred years (not in the same place though) has caused her to feel no anger nor hatred toward humanity; rather pity and a motive to protect them as though they were her own children. Do not misunderstand her, throughout her existence she has killed many men, women and yes, even children. She feels pain when she commits such sins, but can't satiate her hunger for their sweet crimson wine. She is amazed by them. She is afraid of them. She is confused by their actions. However, she admires them for their many uses. For some strange reason, everything has come crashing down upon her like the Roman empire once did many years before her time. She's looking to one man to assist her, but the problem is, this man holds a grudge against her for a crime she committed against him nearly five centuries earlier. Ancient enemies, old and new friends and new foes---a dangerous quartet for a vampire who has wretched luck with such relationships. Where does Samira's origin lie? Where does the vampiric origin begin in this twisted tale of fate? What is the role that a swarthy man, by the name of Ulric, will play when it comes to her life? Strange occurrences surround Samira, beginning all with an encounter with a flawless small girl in an alleyway. (*IMPORTANT NOTE* This story has yet to be edited past the first chapter; however, it is still readable---the flow is slightly off and a bit awkward.)

Different poems written by me. :)