Is love real when it is based on lies? Is love real when your living in a fake world? Is love real when your running from something that haunts your every waking thought? Is love real when every step you take together is a step closer to a fate worse than death? Can you still love when your love is based on the death of everyone you ever cared about or spared a thought over? A situation we are all faced with at some point in our lives is, despite all of this, will he love me or love me not? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Scar, please just look at me." Ryder pleaded, in that calm way of his. "Don't call me that, dammit!" I exploded. "My name is Scarlett!" "Baby. I know what your name is. Why can't you just open up to me? Just once?" He bent down to look into my eyes, and I turned my head away. I was scared that if I looked into the depths of his warm, chocolate eyes, I would tell him everything, and I could not do that. Not if I wanted to keep him safe. Not if I wanted to keep myself safe. "I can't." I whispered. "I'm sorry. You're better off with someone like Megan." "I don't want Megan! How many times have I told you? It's you I want, and only you, Scarlett! We have been through hell and back, 20 times. For us! To have a relationship! And I will not throw that away for anything." I looked up at Ryder through my damp eyelashes, not prepared for his mouth to slam down onto mine. I froze for a millisecond and then threw everything I had into the kiss. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pushed back a little to look into his eyes. He bent his head toward mine. "I love you." Ryder whispered into my ear. Copyright 2014 © All Rights Reserved.

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Brooklyn Willow seems to have it all, the looks, the fiery attitude and the money. One thing that she doesn't have is trust. So when a mix up with her new high school results in Brooke moving to a boarding school, who must she stay away from to protect herself from heartbreak? Blake Taylor is the guy every girl wants, the guy everyone wants to be, but beneath all of that? Is a vulnerable, sensitive boy that only comes out to play when a certain Brooke Willow is around- the only girl he wants but can't get. "I cannot stop thinking about you. I don't know what it is, but it's something. And I'm determined to find out what." I sucked in a breath. I told myself I didn't want to hear those words come out of his mouth, that I didn't want him to get close enough to find me out. But my stupid heart was continually warring with my brain. "Blake-" he crushed his lips to mine, not letting me say what we both knew I was about to say. I automatically moved my lips against his, powerless against the control he had against me. "Say you'll be mine." He whispered against my lips. I shook my head stubbornly. "Then I guess I'll just have to keep kissing you until you do." And just like that my heart won the war. I smiled, "I think I can live with that." Copyright 2014 © All Rights Reserved.