Eulalia O Fontaine had been plagued with misfortune since the day she was born. Being the first ever Shadow Witch in her long family line of Light Practitioning Mages, her life has always had an abundance of unrest and everything nefarious. Considering her reputation for attracting trouble, it was no surprise when the class golden-boy accidentally involved her in his own troubles with the wicked. Somebody was releasing Hell demons into her school, and of course, she found herself plagued with the problem of stopping them. With the help of her natural enemy, Eulalia finds herself in a race against time. While trying to outsmart fate itself, in order to keep her world safe from dark powers, Eulalia is faced with the realization that her life will never be the same again.

"I need you to call out my name." She wanted to hear it escape his throat. One last time. "No," he replied curtly. He couldn't bear to look at her, so he stared at the floor instead, appearing indifferent. Atheyas grabbed him by the jaw, forcing his gaze to meet her stony expression. "Say it. Say it now," she demanded. 𝐶𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒. TW: Intimate scenes, foul language, mentions of torture, violence, suicide, and death. [Spotify playlist included, read 'dear readers' for more details]

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"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

{The Wattys Awards Shortlist} The Saint's Brotherhood motorcycle club was known all over town, they were ruthless. They were feared, they got their reputation from one member in particular, one member that was so unbelievably intriguing and mysterious, people made legends and stories about him. They didn't know his name, didn't know who he was, where he came from, and they didn't know what he looked like for he wore a mask. The man himself struck fear into everyone he meant, he was the club's personal Devil. But she was okay with him.

After battling with a life threatening disease, Stephanie finally got the all clear on her health. She was free to live her life. She is starting a new school at the start of the year, planning to just finish high school with no problems. But then a certain asshole and his friends come barging into her life and she is thrown into a world of chaos. *Added to @humour's 'Young.Dumb.Full Of Fun!' reading list 8/8/2018* * Reached #1 on Humor's official hot list 1/1/2020*