So this was or started out as my entry for 'My Brother's Best Friend' One Shot Contest. I originally chose, Parker's POV Lee's POV Emmett's POV But I've been told that I should make this into my own book. I thought about it for awhile and decided to do it. I hope you'll enjoy.

Heaven is a 16 year old teenage girl. She runs away from home because of her parents who treat her like she is nothing. But when she runs away, she gets kidnapped. There goes her good plan...

Lies. That's all that seems to come out of Emma Richard's mouth. She's been living in the shadows of the city of London, conning innocent tourists for their money. She's here one minute, gone the next. The danger of being caught, however, is surpassed by the need to keep the ones she loves safe. Over time, she's learned to shut off her true emotions to keep the guilt from consuming her. So what happens when she meets someone who changes all that? Someone who makes her truly feel again. Someone she never thought she could love. Will he find out the truth? And will she ever be free from the life she leads?

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.

Now, I've been hungover before. Arguably more than most. I've experienced the entire spectrum of complicated euphoria that comes with drinking until you can't stand. I've witnessed things that upon reflection, no sober human being could even begin to comprehend through the kaleidoscopic of lens of Dutch courage. There has been very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of my own actions while recovering from a particularly heavy night of partying. But as the stranger in front of me demanded for me to stop, his entire appearance morphed into something monstrous. And I can honestly say, that was a first for me. The air grew thin as I began to shake uncontrollably, a rotten cold sweat breaking out across my skin as my tongue simultaneously turned to ash in my mouth. His pupils had blown to an unearthly size, the whites of his eyes rapidly growing blood shot before flooding with thick, burgundy splotches, removing any trace of humanity. Dark veins of blues and purples bulged along his neck, darkening to a perturbing black as they crawled along his jawline and burst forth from his orifices, joining a tangled web beneath his skin. His canines which had already been relatively prominent, extended even further, their sudden evolution an inescapable indicator of their deadliness. His head morphed and elongated just past the point of natural, jaw clenching and sickening cracks looming as I stood frozen in stock horror fear. Everything in my body screamed that what I was witnessing was just wrong. That if there was a God, this creature was the antithesis. I was in the presence of the ultimate predator and I was one swipe away from having my throat ripped out. The man I'd only a few minutes earlier considered attractive, had become one of the vilest creatures I'd ever seen. Definitely not a crackhead. "Holy f*cking crap!" -------------------------------------------------------------------- British ex-military meets the supernatural.

Daughter4254 used to think life in a community where art, music and names are outlawed would suffocate her creative spirit. Now that she’s rotting in a prison cell, she’s not sure her dying mother made the right choice when she entrusted her with the secrets of rebellion. Prison has given her plenty of time to relive every mistake and lose all hope. Her next stop is the MindWipe. Then she meets Thomas, a fellow inmate, who tells her stories of the mythical mountain colonies where people have names and the arts thrive. Together they plot an escape, knowing if they fail, they will die. Or worse, their consciousness will be taken by the MindWipe, leaving their bodies free for the government to use. When nothing goes as planned, Daughter4254 must choose between using her mother's secret to better the world she hates, or following Thomas to the quiet life of freedom she has always craved.

My heart skipped a beat as his face darkened. He took a menacing step forward, causing me to take a tentative step back. Seeing the motion caused him to growl and stalk towards me, grabbing me before I could move any further. "Don't." He nuzzled his face in my neck, my eyes fluttering shut at his proximity. He left a gentle kiss on my neck before lifting his face to look at me. "Don't you ever try to leave me. I. Will. Find. You." I gulped at the fire in his eyes. I'm stuck. ____________ Katherine. A girl who couldn't escape reality for just a second until one day she meets the one. But will the one be her hero? Or will he be her death... ******************* This book is old I'm working on improving it!!!! Please stay tuned as I rip this book apart and glue it back together!!!