Sarah is a secretary at Orion, a shady company previously owned by Wilson Fisk. When Daredevil begins investigating Orion, Sarah accidentally discovers his true identity, and he's not pleased. Despite her best efforts to avoid him after figuring out who he is, she quickly finds herself on the receiving end of a Daredevil interrogation in a dark alley. Post S1, Eventual Matt/OC. playlist made by @one_mor_winter: https://open.spotify.com/user/callawaysa/playlist/6gzBVduyUSHYi0FfJ91V1j?si=zkaDAzKF&nd=1 *** DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A REUPLOAD OF A FANFICTION FROM FANFICTION.NET. I DO NOT CLAIM THIS AS MY OWN. ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL AUTHOR!! 💛

To create. That's what Gianna Alexie wanted to do ever since she was a little Gia. After graduating college, the woman vowed to create a book for the world to love, though she knew she'll be needing help. Help came in the form of her mentor, Keenan Travino, a man more than a decade her senior with thin patience, a love for cigarettes and bourbon, and as many issues as the clever tricks up his sleeves. - COMPLETED BUT UNEDITED - 1ST DRAFT - PAPERBACK NOW AVAILABLE

{For those who HATE student/teacher stories, TRY THIS ONE ANYWAYS. I dare you to read it and say it was a waste of time} Alice 'Ace' Spade had fled her horrible foster family by the time she was sixteen and found a way to survive by dancing in a sleazy strip club. One night a man named Malcolm is brought in by his friends and Ace and Mal hit it off. Until the cops crash the club and discover that Ace is only seventeen and a runaway. They force her back to school and back to the foster family that abused her. Her only solace is that Malcolm is now her teacher and sometimes protector. But what happens when they still have powerful chemistry and a growing affection towards each other?

"Levis Collins ist verboten gutaussehend, reich und verdammt Respekt einflößend. Er macht was er will, wann er will, wo er will. Oh, und er sieht zum Sterben gut aus." Das war die erste Beschreibung, die ich über meine neue Schule bekommen hatte. Auch wenn ich das Mädchen nur nach dem Sekretariat gefragt hatte, war das Gespräch hierauf verlaufen. Und da ich kein Mädchen bin, das den gewissen Adrenalinschub braucht, werde ich mich nur über meine Leiche mit diesem Kerl anlegen. Es gibt nun mal unangefochtene Regeln in meinem Leben und das wird eine davon. Cover Design by AnnieRosebud