I kissed the bitch, blood on my lips. holy shit, he scarred the bitch, i grabbed her bra, and tell her she can
She can, she can- run, run, run my head....
a collection of short stories that star our favorite nineties heartthrobs. I'll try to make things as non-cliche is possible, but sometimes cliche is fun. This book will include natural and supernatural shorts.
Depressed after her mother's tragic death, Tyla Woods is forced to move from rainy, almost never sunny Forks, Washington to the cold city of New York with her father that she never knew much about. She finds herself in an unexpected romance with the cruelest boy in school.