When Everly Reed collides with the cynical and devilishly handsome Mason Valdez, she knows trouble is ahead, but she never could have guessed how much she would be drawn to the storm. ***** Nineteen-year-old Ever Reed likes when things make sense. Which is probably why she excels at math, enough to secure her a spot at an Ivy League school out of state. Sheltered by her mother and older brother Asher for most of her life, Ever hasn't experienced much of the world, but she knows New York will be an adventure. Enter Mason Valdez: cynical, arrogant, and undeniably attractive-exactly what Ever doesn't need. But as their paths keep crossing, Ever finds herself intrigued by Mason, and eager to know the boy behind the bitter mask. As secrets, scars, and painful pasts rise to the surface, Ever knows one thing for sure: they can only make it through if they face their storms together. [[word count: 150,000 - 200,000]] Cover designed by Frances Louise De Ramos Spinoff to The Hoodie Girl Book One of the A Thousand Storms series [[The Fiction Awards 2018 Best Overall Story and Best Romance Winner]] Content/trigger warning: This story mentions sexual assault and childhood abuse

COMPLETED (BOOK 6) *Also a stand alone book, but reading the other books is suggested!* An arrogant demon with a terrible temper lives only to aid his master. Kaiden, who is titled by the devil himself as his best soul catcher, hunts down angels and steals their souls to plunge into hell. The young demon does anything and everything to keep his master happy. When a mission he has performed several times turns into a moment which changes his life forever, Kaiden finds the soul his heart will always be chasing. What comes to the mind of those who think of hell? Is it a word associated with dark, sinister, and blasphemous actions? Is it a fictional place for sinful souls to be destroyed by the menacing devil? In the human race, such cruelty is captured only through religion, imagination and entertainment. However, there is little information that they know about the world in which they call their home. What would humans do if they found out that hell is more tangible than the thoughts in their very own heads? And demons roam the surface of the earth, every single day. *HIGHEST RANK IN FANTASY: 3*

"Either you live in reality that is bloody and shitty or live in fantasy that was only a imagination" - Louie [Cover] made by abdiel_25

"Lana i want you to be on my wedding day, there's no excuse I don't want to hear it anymore. You graduated from med school a few months ago and i know you're running out of you excuses stocks" she said as i smile. "I'll be back sooner than you think, and i promise I'm going to be there Diana" i said while staring into my best friend's face on my laptop screen. "you promised okay, see you there bubz" She said as she hung up the video call. I called Gabriel's number then after a few rings he finally picked up, "Hey sis" "Hey, Are you busy?" "Not really, why?" "Can you keep it as a secret?" I asked him. "Of course" he said. "Prepare the jet for next week, I'm going back home" i said as i smile. ~ I was working in my office room until my secretary walked in with a big smile on her face, ugh she smiles a lot it annoyed me. "Sir Mr. Blake is here" she said. Blake was one of my bodyguards and he had been following me around since the past few years. "Let him in" i said. He walked in with his normal bodyguard suit and an earpiece on his ear, "Sir" he said. I ignored him while kept typing on my laptop to prepared a presentation for a meeting with a very important client, "She's back" Blake said and it made my head popped up to looked up at him. "After 6 damn years?" I asked him. "She's back in town sir" he informed me. "Agatha cancel all the meeting today" i said to my secretary that was standing on the door. "Got it sir" she said before walking away. "Blake, prepare my car" i said. "Got it sir" he said before turning around and left. Avalana, it's been 6 fucking years since you left me. And I'm here still waiting for you to come back as i promise you back then. I'm going to make you mine again.