Sink or Swim

Falling In Reverse has a new merch girl. Her name is Victoria Winters. She known for being bullied and teasted in school and abused by her parents. She's living her dream to see her favorite band on the road. her life turns and changes till she meet a familiar British guitarist Jacky Vincent. Is this love or not?

Book one of six in the Chaotic Hearts series. BOOKS MUST BE READ IN ORDER. - RIVER MINTZ: Listen, I need you to hear me out. I'm a little bit impulsive, and I don't think anything through enough before I'm implementing my next plan of action. And it's because of my impulsiveness that I even ended up in this heartbreaking situation. See, I was falsely engaged to a man-a straight man named Louis-who did some awful things in his lifetime. You don't even want to know. But my parents had sent me to college and told me to discover life outside my wealth. I needed money. But when I found out what Louis had done, I immediately left. I didn't want anything to do with him. He was a vile human being. I should have known better. However, I didn't want my parents to know that I was someone's pet, so while they knew nothing about Louis, I also never told them we broke things off out of fear of my Mother's hound nose discovering what I'd done to make money during college. It's been five months since I ended things with him, and my Mom begged me to come home for Christmas this year and to bring my fiancé. And I couldn't very well say we were no longer together out of thin air, right? I had to figure something out, or my Mom would know I was lying. So, why did my ex-boyfriend, Seven Knight, appear in Chicago when he lived in Vermont, last I heard? Why did he agree so easily? Why was he so willing to go along with this? Mom found out my "fiancé" is Seven, and now she is begging us to get married on Christmas! What do I do?! We haven't seen or spoken in years because we... had to discover life outside of one another. But what I never told him? I never wanted that. And now, I have to pretend we're happily together, and it's confusing my brain. I still love him. I crave him. I need him. But I have doubt that he feels the same. It's been too long. I don't have much to offer. How could he still want me? Ha. What a fun Christmas holiday this will be, right?

What happens when Deven returns to America and her past comes back to haunt her.... Sequel to Leaving Home.

I missed max. Those were the only thoughts in my head these days, I couldn't concentrate on anything properly without it linking it back to him. The lyrics I wrote, or the hurt I felt to whenever I looked back to my old book to where I still kept my songs from back when I was in Escape The Fate. Though it'd never be the same anymore, they've all moved on with their lives, though as much as I try to move on, I can't help but think about the reasons to why I hated them so much. I never realised that as I was ruining my life I was affecting theirs, the band was tearing apart, they couldn't handle my alcoholic self, my drug addiction, I guess they had no choice but to kick me out anyway, if I was any of them I might have done the same. But why am I regretting this so much? I have Ryan, Jacky, our new guitarist Ronnie Ficarro.., Derek...Hell I have Falling In Reverse, a more successful band than Escape The Fate were. We have more fans, our gigs are hella crazy, if not, awesome as fuck. I am Ronnie Radke. No longer drug addict, a now sober man who has learnt to stand back up on his own two feet, working hard to re-fullfil my dream that I had another chance at doing. Prison did good for me, it actually changed me, I learned to realise my mistakes. Not give up, I spent good time in Prison, unlike some people who would mope around I actually did something for myself. Every night I would think about the crimes I'd committed, the guilt took over, so I took that guilt to a pen and paper, drumming out the beats of songs on the tables, scribbling away sheets of music. Prisoners would ask me to sign autographs for their daughters who were huge crazed fans for their idol. Heck, I wasn't an Idol, I was a wreck. I was a huge wreck, don't follow in my footsteps with the drug abuse and alcohol. The Ronnie from ETF. Follow in the footsteps of Ronnie Radke from Falling In Reverse. Because that is who I am now. That is who I shall continue as to live on.

I ALWAYS THOUGHT I WAS THE SECOND MALE LEAD. BUT TURNS OUT I WAS EVEN LESS THAN THAT. WHEN I THOUGHT I HAD DIED, I MET THE DEVIL. EXCEPT THAT WE HAVE MET ONCE BEFORE. THE DEATH THAT LED ME HERE, WAS THE SECOND TIME I HAD DIED. "YOU HAVE FULFILLED THE TERMS OF THE CONTRACT." THE DEVIL SAID. "YOU ARE THE FIRST ONE TO SUCCEED. IT WAS INEVITABLE THAT YOU LOST YOUR MEMORY AND YOUR WILL FOR REVENGE SANK DEEP INTO YOUR LOSS." IT WAS HARD TO ACCEPT. AS AN AGENT FILLING THE ROLE OF THE SECOND MALE LEAD, I THOUGHT I WAS BORN AS ONE. BUT EVERY IDENTITY I HAD EVER HOLD WAS A HOAX. BECAUSE THE REAL ME WAS SOMEONE PATHETIC WITH THE WILL OF GOD AGAINST MY SIDE. LIKE EVERY STORY IN A ONCE UPON A TIME..... A MISTREATED CHARACTER WHO WAS ABUSED WAKES UP ONE DAY; WITH THEIR DEMEANOR COMPLETELY CHANGED; AS IF POSSESSED. WITH THE BLESSING OF A SECOND CHANCE TO LIFE, THE MISTREATED CHARACTER SHINES BRIGHTER AGAINST THE DARK, THE CONTRAST OF HIS PAST SELF AND HIS CURRENT SELF ESTABLISHING THE FOUNDATION OF THE TITLE "PROTAGONIST." HE FACE SLAPS HIS FEAR WITH COURAGE. CHANGES HIS IMAGE FOR THE BETTER. WITH EYES RIPPLING LIKE CLEAR WATER HE CHARMS EVERYONE UNDER HIS SPELL. MEN FALL FOR HIM. WOMEN FAWN OVER HIM. AMONG THOSE MEN WHO ARE OF HIGH VALUE BECOME THE MALE LOVE INTERESTS. THOSE WHO ABUSED HIM FELL FOR HIM. THE MAN WHO RAPED HIM FALLS FOR HIM. THE TYRANT EMPEROR OF ANOTHER KINGDOM BECOMES INFATUATED WITH HIM. EVEN THE FAMILY THAT SOLD HIM AWAY WANTS HIM BACK. ALL THESE CHANGES HAPPEN AFTER THE SOUL IS CHANGED. THEN WHAT ABOUT THE ONE WHO HAD DISAPPEARED? WHAT ABOUT THE ORIGINAL SOUL OF THE BODY THAT THE PROTAGONIST HAS TRANSMIGRATED TO? I WAS EXACTLY THAT ORIGINAL SOUL:THE REAL OWNER OF THE PROTAGONIST'S BODY. ZEKE, IS, BACK! FOR REVENGE. THIS WORLD WILL BURN DOWN WITH MY REVENGE. I REMEMBER NOW! I HAD SOLD MY SOUL TO THE DEVIL. FOR REVENGE. AND NOW, MY REVENGE STARTS. I WILL MAKE THIS WORLD MY HELL.

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

A Halloween party and a wrong turn force several friends deeper into each others' lives Warnings: Possibly some sad scenes, cussing, arguing, and a whole lot of affection

(BoyXBoy) Why did I have to go and fall for him?

Just another ordinary emo quartet book No need to sell it to y'all cos u ain't gunna read it anywaysss