Wrote this at 15, First novel, don't judge. [Warning: this book contains explicit content, crude language, drug use & abusive scenarios.] He tried everything to forget her. But no matter how hard he fought, the memories wouldn't fade. She wasn't some dream girl, she was the one who taunted him on the playground. The blonde shattered his heart like glass on concrete. But picking up the pieces? That's the part he never saw coming. Ace Valentino doesn't do what people expect-he's the guy who walks on the wild side. A brooding bad boy with a dark side fueled by brokenness, addiction, and bad decisions. His heart is still held hostage by his cold, adrenaline-obsessed ex. Moving on? That's a joke. So, he drowns the pain with alcohol and anything that numbs him. But Ace has secrets, ones he vowed to bury forever. Then, his new neighbor moves in and suddenly, something inside him stirs-something he's not ready for, and everything he's terrified of. Willow Andrews, sweet yet scarred, knows nothing but loneliness. Her guardian's abuse has built walls around her heart. Love is a stranger to her, and she's afraid of what she doesn't understand. But something about Ace, the tortured soul next door, draws her in-despite the fear. In a world where love is something they can't quite reach, Ace and Willow collide. It's not about romance, but healing. Can they save each other, or will their pasts break them before they have a chance? The line between magic and misery is thinner than they think-and the change they both desperately need might just be the thing that destroys them, or sets them free.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

Mira, a college Sophomore, interrupts a deal with the Devil. After the demon corners her, she is sure he's going to kill her. But, luckily for her, he is too fascinated with her soul to end her life. Or perhaps she's not so lucky after all. His fixation with her has cost her everything. With help from new friends, she will stop at nothing to reclaim her life. But what will happen when she has to face her undeniable attraction to the evil, albeit stunning individual who put her in this situation? And how much time does she have to save her soul before their attraction to one another becomes something far more sinister?