***TRIGGER WARNING: this book contains an actual SERIOUS and ACCURATE picture of mental illness and many other things abusive parents, self harm, etc*** small disclaimer: this book is completely unedited and contains spelling/grammar errors. Highest Ranking: #1 ♡♡♡ "Did you're sister tell you anything about mates?"He asks, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to me.I nod in response. "Okay, how much do you know?" "That mates are made for each other."I answer him softly. "Do you know who your mate is?"Tyler asks me. My heart sinks and I look down at my feet and nod slowly. He takes my chin in his hand and tips it up so I look at him in the eye. "Who's your mate, darling?" "Y-you are."I stutter. "Good girl."He smirks before moving his hands to wrap around my waist and pulls me onto his lap so that I'm straddling him."And you know why I gave you this?" He moves my hair off my shoulder to reveal his bite mark.He traces around the teeth marks lightly with the tip of his finger, causing electricity to run throughout my body.The smirk on his face proves that he knows the affect he has on me. "It's to show that you're mine."Tyler says."That you belong to me,every little inch of you.That no one else will ever touch you the way I do,you're mine."

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."