La vie de Ruby bascule quand elle se découvre métamorphe alors qu'elle se rend à Forest Dawn, un camp pour surnaturels où elle vivra des vacances pour le moins mémorables. Ruby Anderson a tout sauf envie de passer ses vacances dans un camp de vacances perdu au milieu de la forêt ! À dix-sept ans, elle peut tout à fait se garder seule pendant que son père travaille ! Ce dernier, cependant, ne l'entend pas de cette oreille et la voici en route pour le camp de Forest Dawn. Là-bas, Ruby ne tarde pas à faire une découverte qui bouleversera sa vie à tout jamais : elle est une métamorphe, l'une des dernières de son espèce. Et cela tombe plutôt bien, car tous les autres adolescents du camp sont, eux aussi, des surnaturels ! Sorcières, loups-garous, vampires et autres créatures de légende se côtoient ici, dans le plus grand des secrets... Voici qui lui promet des vacances originales... et mouvementées ! Couverture par Gillian Goulet Histoire inspirée de Nés à minuit

Kaitlyn is just a regular girl. Taylor Swift is just a regular girl. But their story, is quite the opposite. [To those now reading: Please bare with me while you read this story. I first wrote this when I was 12/13 years old, and my grammar skills were terrible. I am slowly editing this so that it will be more grammatically correct. Thank you.]

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ; She is his muse, his first breath, his morning star- an anomaly in the stillness of his life. She makes alcohol taste sweet, and small talk feel like verses of beautiful poetry. She is Helena Saturnalius, and she is his first and only love.

[Book One] "My mother named me Enola. Which backward spells alone And yet I never was" definition: isolated or lonely 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐗 𝐎𝐜 ᴘᴀʀᴛ  🇴 🇳 🇪  || ꜰᴀᴛᴇ: ᴡɪɴx ꜱᴀɢᴀ