cover art by snapp_art on twitter! go leave a follow, i will know if you dont : ) tommy henley is a storm. he's angry and aggressive, and loud and mean. that is, on the outside. phil watson has fostered and adopted two children before. he wasn't dumb. he could tell when a child was mad because the world was mean to him. when they were angry because the universe didn't seem to understand that he was just a kid doing his best. he can put up with a tantrum. he had two teenage boys. tommy being three. it wont be an easy endeavour. there'll be yelling. there'll be crying. panic attacks. tantrums. phil is determined to help tommy see that he isnt a storm. he's just a kid. a kid who has to deal with too much at too young an age. phil watson would be trying to do the seemingly impossible. pleasing this storm.

"Why would I ever marry someone like you," she spoke, pressing the knife farther into his neck. A bit of blood was spilt as it ran down his neck. "Well you see, you have no choice," a cocky smile on his face that would make girls fall to their knees. She pressed the knife harder into his skin. "But you see darling, I do have a choice and right now I plan on killing you." --------- Asteria Campbell was just a girl who lived in Mirk and wanted nothing else then to leave. She was dirt under everyone's feet, picking up what they left behind in order for her to try and live. Everything she did was to live and after, leave. Her hope was slim that she would be able to leave and live her dreams. But whatever it would take to do that, she would. Kane Stallard was the prince of Mirk. Girls would drop to their knees and beg for him to give them any sense of attention. He had it all, never had to work a day in his life to get what we wanted. "Ring a bell" and workers would run to you, to give whatever was desired. But now Kane had finally turned 21 and is now fit to rule, but to rule you need a bride. After Asteria and Kane ran into each other and she committed a crime, she was thrown into jail. The king and queen saw that this was their only hope, to keep the girl hostage and marry them. Every inch of Asteria hated the plan and the royal family, but she couldn't possibly say no. Everything and everyone she loved would be perished and this was her hope. She had to become queen.

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."