Olivia Harris has one dream: to become a professional photographer. She’s determined and even went out of her way to intern at a well known photography company. Olivia knows that doing so may give her an opportunity to pursue her dream a step further. What she doesn't know is that, sometimes, expectations don't go as expected. When her dream takes a detour, Olivia finds herself running out of time since she’s graduating high school in less than five months. Her situation doesn’t get better when she has a bitter encounter with her locker buddy she has never spoken to. The two are like fire and ice. But, doesn’t heat have the ability to melt the frost? Olivia claims she will never spare a breath with her locker buddy ever again, yet somehow, she ends up saving him. And the more time Olivia spends with her locker buddy, the more she wants to discover what his compositions are all about.

This is a story of finding your way back home... Of finding yourself. What is home to you? Is it a person? Is it your achievements? Or your skills? Your family? Your best friend?Ashley and Jace are each other's home and save haven, they had each other's back through everything, thick and thin. Until they got lost and had to find their way back to each other. This is their journey on how to find their way back and fulfill their promises to each other. [This books has been offered a Non-Exclusive contract from other platform and to keep it fair with my other wonderful readers this book will only be available until Chapter Eight, you can read the full book and support me by clicking my Ko-fi link on my bio or download HINOVEL from the App/Play store and looking up His Promise Land to pay-to-read]

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se