Grace's dad has always had a soft spot for troubled kids. So that's why he opened a homeless shelter for 15-20 year old boys. Many boys come in and many of them had horrible lives before they came to the Home. Grace thought that she saw the worst of these boys. That is, until Jax Hatimish came to the Home. A boy with an unusual name and a scary past. He's been through so much. He's mean and heartless, but deep down he's hurting and falling deeper and deeper into an invisible black hole. Can Grace save him before it's too late?

"You're my favorite drug."

*complete* Rosie and Jack could not be more different. They were like Yin and Yang, North and South, light and dark. Jack was the "bad" hockey player who hid behind his walls and Rosie was the shy, awkward girl who went to all of his games. They shouldn't be mixing together. Nothing good ever comes of it but like two ends of a magnet, each can not stop the attraction for one another. And when the two ends meet nothing is ever the same again and their whole lives change as each figure out who the other truly is.

A pair of sky blue eyes looked back at me. Matthew. He tapped again. I got up and pulled open my window. "What are you doing here?" I asked timidly. Even though Matthew and I were neighbors, we certainly weren't friends. "I need somewhere to stay and your house is the closest." I noticed he was sporting a fresh bruise on his cheek bone. "Don't you have a friend's house you could go to?" I asked curiously. "That's the first place he'd look." he said simply but seriously. I bit my lip unsure. "Come on, Shaina. It's one night." I finally nodded and stepped away from the window. * This story contains scenes of bullying, self-harm, drugs and abuse with some mature language. *Go check out the sequel But Why Not

Companion book to The Boy at My Window She got up and opened the window. "What are you doing here?" she asked sounding kind of nervous. "I need somewhere to stay and your house is the closest." I saw her eyes wander to the bruise forming on my cheek. "Don't you have a friends house you could go to?" she asked me. Honestly I had two friends and they lived across town. I wouldn't be able to get there without my dad finding me. "That's the first place he'd look." I told her seriously. She bit her lip nervously. "Come on, Shaina. It's only one night." I coaxed her. Finally, she nodded and stepped away from the window. *This story contains scenes of bullying, self-harm, drugs and abuse with some mature language.