Vic knew about his son since the day Candra found out she was pregnant, but he was so young and wanted to be a singer. He only saw Vincent Robert Fuentes once before he was even named, after Candra gave birth to him. Now, years later he barely thinks of his son but when he does the guilt burns him deep. But he has a chance to be the father he never was when Candra's mother calls in tears about how her grandson is out of control, how she needs a break from the stress of raising a rebellious teenage boy. Is Victor finally ready to be a father? He's question is though, what happened to Candra? WARNING: might be triggering, underage drinking and drug abuse! I'm not rating it R bc you are gonna read what you want so yeah. I might later on though, idk

Copyright © 2013 by Lilibeth_A All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book There's only two things Clarissa Fontanilla Alvaro wanted her whole life: to get away from her mother's unexplained hatred and to find her father. Now that she turned 18 she makes plans to find her biological father. She travels to Italy and not only finds her father but she also catches the attention of Adriano Rossi, the son of the notorious italian mobster. There's only one thing she must understand, once you get involved with the mafia, there's no going back.

Nightingale is human - or would be, had it not been for the manner of her creation. Genetically engineered and grown to adulthood in a lab, she was created, not born. Why? For the sole purpose of the entertainment of rich men as one of the many Inamoratas in the bordello business . Beautiful, elegant, a superb dancer and an even better singer, she is the perfect lover for any man. Perfect, that is, except for her personality - the one thing you can't engineer.

A wreck. That was what he was. His life and his personality were a wreck. ----- "You're the only one that can change him! So, please bring our old friend back!", Calum pleaded. "Fine, but don't get your hopes up. I may not succeed." I said, before walking out of the room. Little did I know that from then on my life was gonna change. ----- Alaska Clark grew up in Sydney, Australia. She lived quite a normal life, trying to keep her record of straight As and also, trying to keep herself away from the popular crowd.The popular crowds main people were, Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood, Michael Clifford and Ashton Irwin. They weren't all exactly the bad boys of high school but Luke was. His life revolved around alcohol, drugs and sex everyday. Rumour has it that he used to be a gentleman but some big thing happened that changed him. One day, the two polar opposites bump into one another and a new adventure starts. Luke's friends ask Alaska to help them bring the old Luke, the better Luke, back. Can she do it or not? Read on to find out!

Arms slid around my waist and I was suddenly twisted around in a swift motion by muscular, tattooed arms. In seconds I was face to face with a somehow familiar figure. He was one of the most attractive people I had ever seen. Blonde hair slightly tousled across his forehead, bright blue eyes high lighted by his long eyelashes. A perfectly sculpted jawline. A shiny silver ring pierced into his bottom lip, matching his silver eyebrow piercing. I didn't realise how long I had spent taking in his Godly features until I felt a tingling feeling on my neck. Lips. He was sucking on a small part of my neck. I wanted to push him away from me and slap him across the face, but I couldn't. I was overwhelmed with desire and curiosity as I stood there trying to take in what was actually happening. He pulled away smirking at me, twisting my insides, "You belong to me now" he whispered.

'It would be so easy,' I thought. 'I could just walk out on the roof and jump. It's not like anyone would miss me anyways.' My thoughts raced to Johanna, then to Kris, then to my little brother, Mike, to Tony-Turtle, then to Jaime...Could I leave them behind? I swear to God I did what I could. I practically begged you, I pretended everything was fine. A soul sacrifice, an American nightmare. I'd rather be dead. My stomach twisted as I walked off the edge of the earth... Victor Fuentes is only eighteen and his life is miserable. Although his dreams are coming true with his new band, Pierce the Veil, his love life is being destructed by exes, brothers, babies, and blades. Will he be able to Hold On 'Til May? Or will he leave the world behind as the Boy Who Could Fly?

This is dedicated to my best friend... I love her very much. And this poem made her feel better about her self. I hope this poem has done the same for you.

Poor little Sarah! She has lived her first couple of years in love, harmony, and is taught that her mate is her prince that is suppose to rescue you! But one year when her parents decided to take Sarah to a picnic in the woods. But when a group of rouges attack her parents she is left alone. She watched as they slowly but surely ripped her mom and dad to shreds. When the pack finds her. Her brother blames her for not helping and she becomes the pack slave. With nothing treated like nothing she is only left with hope that some day her mate will save her. But when it turns out that her mate is the soon to be alpha he rejects her right away. She packs her very little things and runs away. She joins the best pack ever and becomes a bad ass bitch that has gotten arrested alot of times. She no longer take shit from NO ONE! Five years later she comes back to her old pack because of a mission but she is no longer single. Every bad ass bitch needs their bad ass bike! Am I right?