She had a life before it just went blank. As if a flip had been switched and she was thrusted into a new life, a normal life. Phoenix Ruiz, a CEO during the day and promiscuous during the nights was oblivious to the fact that her old life is catching up to her. With two men after her and no memories of before how will she know what is truth and what is a lie? Will she survive what's to come or will it all consume her whole? Will she rise and take back her throne or will she fall along with her kingdom? 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘵: " 𝘈𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?" " 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰," 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩. 𝘏𝘶𝘩? 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦. " 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘎𝘖!" 𝘊𝘺𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥. " 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺," 𝘈𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘭𝘺. " 𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵." 𝘊𝘺𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦. First cover by @awesomewattpadquotes Second Cover by @raeesahambarker Third cover by @mysticgirlzx Fourth cover by @black_whinchester Fifth cover by @_akwaah_ Current cover by @Sbkakati

(adj.) Eternal; Everlasting [ee-oh-nee-uh n] I am intrigued by the smile upon your face and the sadness within your eyes but I truly wonder can you see the sadness behind my eyes? When you see my smile, do you know what I hide behind it? When you hear me laugh, do you know what Im really thinking? When you hear me sing, do you really hear the meaning? When I touch you, can you feel my pain? I guess not because here I am still with the pain and the worst part of it is that, that's not what hurts; it's the plastered smile I hold up and have held up for so long but as they say the prettiest smile hides the deepest secrets, the prettiest eyes have cried the most tears, and the kindest hearts have felt the most pain. But what are the chances of you really seeing that right? Cover and banners by @_akwaah_

Enzo's best friend, August, is the serial killer they whisper about on the news-the reason the town locks its doors, seals its windows, and triple-checks them at nine o'clock sharp. He traded laughter for paranoia, music for curfews, and night parties for the heavy silence that follows the dead. Whatever happiness the town once had, August buried it. But to what end? What happens when Enzo stops trying to understand August, his best friend, and starts trying to understand August, the killer? Some things are better left untouched. Some doors are not meant to be opened. But when you're already in too deep, when the truth has its teeth in you, how do you tell someone you've stumbled into something far larger than yourself? You don't. Not when you didn't start this. Not when walking away might be more dangerous than knowing. Cover by: AlexandraLing2000

(𝘯.) 𝘈 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳; 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. A collection of poems that holds the secrets of my soul and the words that reach you and make you feel my goal. Here you will get a feel of what I hold in my hiding place of words, so stay for a while and feel. Maybe by the end you'll understand my cries and soothe them until they give off the sounds of a distant lullaby. Feel for me, feel with me. Breathe for me, breathe with me. Now cry with me, or fly with me. Cover and banners by @_awkwaah_ #6 in @Pcontest2 - poetry contest #23 - notgoodenough