Corren's family is left shattered and in pieces after the suicide of Scott, Corren's brother. Six months later Corren has been in his third fight at school. His parents find this as an excuse to send him away, but Corren knows the real reason; they can't look him in the eye without seeing Scott. A new school, a new state, and a thousand miles away from home should mean a new start, but Corren is tired. He's tired of taking blades to his skin, he's done with his insomnia, and he's sick of feeling like Scott's death was his fault. Corren is without a doubt, tired of fighting. Drugs, love, family, friends. Being reckless is fun, but how far can you get before you're in too deep? Being this young, temptations are just begging for a chance! Will Corren win his battle, or is it too late for the boy with scars? [The Fighter's Series - Book 2] [Sequel to The Butterfly Effect]

The foot steps got closer and I started to run. Just before I could make it to the trail a pair of cold hands went around my waist. I opened my mouth to scream then one of then covered my mouth. The person pulled me back farther into the woods as I was kicking and trying to get away. I almost seemed weightless to the person. They carried me with no troubles. After awhile we entered a dark house and the person sat me down. I back up against the wall looking at the door. "Don't think about it" He said. His voice was deep and seductive. "Why did you bring me here?" I asked wanting to hear his voice again. "Its simple.." He said walking closer to me. He put his hands on the sides of my face. I started breathing heavy waiting for what was going to happen next. He closed his eyes and using this opportunity I pushed him off of me and ran out the door.

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞