Ella is a university student and a waitress at one of the hottest clubs in town. She is assigned to interview one of the most popular bartenders/models of a rival club for an article for her university newspaper. Will this witty, clever student be able to tame him or will he be able to see right through her?

Once upon a time, a good girl who wanted to be naughty met a naughty boy who wanted to be good. All rights reserved © 2016

She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii

"Aren't you afraid?" "Of what? Dying?" "Yes, exactly that." She took a moment to deliberately pick the right words in her mind because she knew he was going to ask why the moment after she answered, "No. Death is unavoidable, it's a part of life that is inescapable since birth. It's written in our very nature. The problem is that people spend too much time worrying about death and not living their lives to their fullest potential. We were born to both live and die and that seems to be forgotten somewhere along the way. I am not afraid of dying even though I could die at any given day at any given time because I'm making the most of my life and I know that something better awaits me when I go." [Edited!]

❝He was filled with both the best and worst things; bad and good, but that's what tempted me. To think that he could both fix my soul and, also, that his needed fixing.❞ in which she must make a choice for herself; whether to live or to exist. ☁ {set in 1850.} ☁ © purelyhxrry c o m p l e t e d .

He's lost his best friend and his will to be happy. She's got a heart of gold with more than enough room for the boy everyone avoided.

"Please take care of her, she's yours I just can't take care of her right now. I'm so sorry."

A nervous boy intimidated by pretty outspoken girls meets just that. A hard headed girl, who enjoys nothing more than drawing alone in the woods, and isn't afraid to speak her mind. Who knew meeting each other in the woods, in the middle of the night would lead to something like this?

I sit at my table, The table I sit at everyday, The table in which I found him, Him who I admire from afar.

❝It was the minute that I couldn't see those green eyes anymore that everything went dark.❞