Highest Rank : #18 in general fiction. (29/08/16) DEAD Bullet went straight through his chest. My Dad was shot in front of me. He was shot because he was protecting me. Now I am all alone. I have to live a life, hiding from those who are after me. All my life was a lie. But there is someone, someone like those people but still not one of those. He vowed to protect me. He is My Dark Angel. I am Maria Wilson and this is my story.

Goofy. Rebellious. Strange. 'Nerdy'. Dangerous. These are just a few words to describe Riley Storms. Being a teenager is hard enough, hell, growing up is a difficult task. Being normal isn't something that this spunky sixteen year old has ever been used to. Her father is the leader of Mayhem, the most powerful gang in the America's and her mother runs '204', the most lethal mafia in Europe. So when she and her family pack up and move to a small town in Texas, she thinks of it as an opportunity to be her own person, to leave the stigma her family name gave her back in New York. She can be just an average teenage girl, a fresh start where no one knows anything about her families past. Until she meets Ethan King. Notorious 'Bad Boy' of the town. She's his next 'target'. He thinks it'll be easy to get her to fall to her knees, begging for him to take her right then and there. But she's Riley fucking Storms. She refuses to cave in so easily. Ethan grows curious about this mysterious new girl. He doesn't know what it is that draws him to this seemingly innocent good girl. But he's determined to find out what that pull is. With her stubbornness, and his tempter, things don't go as plan. But he's still mind-set on finding out about her. Curiosity killed the cat, right? Good thing he's not a cat. She's stubborn and hardheaded, he's temperamental and cold. Sound familiar? They say history repeats itself. I mean, like mother like daughter, right?

Eight Years Ago "Mom.." I say with a small smile on my face. My sister had passed her first music lesson and we're all so proud of her. "What is it Layla!? can't you see I'm busy?!" She snaps. "Oh.." I say, my smile faltering slightly, as I watch mom cuddle Heidi and give her lots of sweets as reward. "C-can I have a sweetie too?" I ask. Mom laughs coldly. "Why should you? You've never achieved anything, have you?! Lazy little brat." Heidi giggles and I look at her to see a smirk on her face, making my face fall. I watch mom whisper things to Heidi, making her giggle even more. The door swings open, and my dad walks in. I smile again, running to him and hug his knees but he just brushes me off with an annoyed expression, walking towards my mom hugging her and ruffling Heidi's hair. What's going on? "Dad..ruffle my hair too?" I ask hesitantly. All three of them burst out laughing and I sink down in embarassment. "Layla, we always knew you weren't the brightest kid here." He laughs "I just knew you'd be a screw up, right Luise?" He says and she nods. "And I was right. You're a failure" He grabs my maths sheet, crumples it up and throws it at me. "You spend way too much time with your 'friends' never on your education, you ungrateful little brat. We should've got rid of you as soon as we found out you were on the way." He spits out spitefully as my mum nods, still smirking. "Dad I'll do better, I promise!" I sob, tears streaming down my face, but he shakes his head, smirking. I look at my sister and walk towards her giving her a watery smile. "H-Heidi... we're still friends right?" I ask, desperately. Her smirk slowly vanishes. she leans forward and I thought she'd hug me, but instead she pulls my hair and pushes me onto the floor making me scream. She laughs, my parents joining her. "Stupid" she hisses, kicking me, before going to my parents, all of them walking out, leaving me on the floor, crying my eyes out. What have I done to deserve this?

"Let me help you with that." He said. "It's fine I got it." I said. "No it's fine." He said swiping his credit card. "Thanks but you didn't have to do that." I said. "How can I pay you back I mean you just spent $300 on me." "You deserve the luxury." He answered. "But if you feel that bad about it there is something I've wanted to do for a long time." "Like what?" I asked laughing. "Spend the day with you." He replied. "Then kiss you before I take you home." "Well I don't work today so come on." I said. Cover designed @Rubinrote

In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

Sequel to Running From The Gang: Rebecca is trying to find her parents killer's, and with no gang to keep her occupied, it's her sole focus. But with a gang war impending, Holland pleads with her to return and stop the war. But how do you just show up when your supposed to be dead? Feeling bad for just leaving, well, 'dying', in the middle of gang conflict, she quickly postpones the search, and returns to where it all started, right as a fights about to start. Well, what better to do then join in on all the fun? Before she can kill her intended targets, she's knocked unconscious and basically kidnapped by Hunter. With nothing better to do, and game of 20 questions insures her revenge on Hunter. Before long, she's brought back into gang life, but on a different ball court. The threat of more people dying causes her to team up with Hunter to stop the war. All is fine and well, sort of, until the night she finally longed for, the night she finds out who murdered her parents. But the killer is close to her heart, and now betrayed, she needs revenge. But what is more important, saving everyone she loves? Or killing the person who took 2 away?

This is the last part of the trilogy. As Rebecca outruns the FBI with Zamon's help, she starts questioning what emotions are real. Was it Hunter that killed Kyle? The boy she now loves. Is it even love? As her and Zamon try to flee America, they become closer. so close that Rebecca fears her relationship with Hunter.