[Name], a unique 15 years old girl that lives on [Country]. When I say 'unique', she's crazy, trouble magnet, mischievous, and a total trouble maker. She was an orphan, one of the most strangest things happened was she was found on a tree branch hanging upside down by a baby blanket wrapped around her when she was a baby (a newborn to be exact). That's what the caretaker said to her when she was young as this child was curious about her existence.
Also one of the most strangest things was that she has a strange black mark like ancient whirl seal in her belly button, at first the caretaker thought that she was too young to have tattoos but later on found out that it's just a birthmark.
[Name] is a strange girl in many ways. One, the day she was found. Two, the birthmark like seal. Three, her every appearance screamed a brand new product of a porcelain baby doll. Everyone thought that she's the most gifted girl alive.
One day, she woke up in a world she wished for. Her favorite anime, Naruto. But something about her changed, how will [Name] adapt of the sudden change? Will she survive?
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.