DIABOLIC SERIES 1 Simply put, this story is about a boy who calls himself the Devil and a girl who has gone through hell. Being 'happy' doesn't come as easy to Emma Carter as the people around her tell her it should. There's glimpses of it, there's things she finds funny, but actual happiness? She wasn't sure if that existed. Healthy coping mechanisms were never something she was taught, even after trauma and grief change her daily life. To say the very least, Emma Carter was reckless with her own life. That wasn't exactly something that Xavier Wolf liked. The Wolf boy, true to his name, was a feral force of nature not many liked to taunt. While his mouth got him in trouble and his fists got him arrested, his heart earned him the girl that sat in the back of his photography class, even if he's convinced he's no good for her. A girl Xavier knew he'd protect, even when the worse of his dark thoughts came to pass. That's without knowing about the darkness in Emma's own mind. *** "I'm at the point of exhaustion in my life, where I need a stronger word than fuck." Emma sighs, cheek resting on her fist. Xavier Wolf smirks, leaning back in his chair. "Aren't you adorable."

DIABOLIC SERIES 2 This story is not so simply about a girl who hides from loneliness in books and a boy who wants to show her there's more to life than what's between the pages. Having 'friends' isn't something that Eliza Wolf has really experienced, at least not in the way her peers have. There's passing relationships in school, people she finds funny, but actual friends? Maybe she just wasn't supposed to have them. She had to learn to pass her time with other things, books, talking to her brother, drawing. At least Elle wasn't so lonely when she was reading about someone else's life. Something that Asher Hart didn't think was all too healthy. The nice boy, true to his nature, was sweet and quiet in his reserve. Though he broke no rules- -that he'd get caught for anyway- -he was used as a scapegoat one too many times, and now his inability to stand up for himself, he's attracted the attention of the most intimidatingly attractive girl around. A boy Eliza knew she'd stand up for, even against the people that have terrorized her in the past. That's without knowing just how capable Asher is when it comes to defending others. *** "Did you know," Asher begins, frowning at the way Eliza picked at her shirt -something she often did before putting on her jacket. "If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd never feel insecure again." Elle raises an eyebrow, "And who said I was insecure in the first place?"

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

"I am the textbook definition of in love with you." *** Castor Rex: He's snarky, quiet and mysterious. A secret keeper. He doesn't like his life to be on display. People avoid him, even if they respect him. Jasper Red: He's polite, nice and helpful. A open book. He likes filling his life with other people and their love. People love him, they can't help it. Because of his quiet nature, snarky smirks and sarcastic words Castor has always had a hard time when it came to making friends -and keeping them. Something Jazz doesn't struggle with. With Jazz's protective nature, shyness and many friends he doesn't need someone else to fill a spot in his life -at least, that's what he thought. Then they met. And that empty part in Jazz's heart felt a little bit bigger because he started to realize Cas could fill it. Cas sees him as a grinning, happy dork he has no chance with. Jazz sees him as a adorable, grumpy jock that now, is his. Castor wants to get through the school year as quietly as possible but with how loud Jazz loves, neither of them know if it's possible, and to make matters worse they're roommates for the rest of the year. It's only a matter of time before they come together or fall apart. *** As a private person, someone who doesn't share myself with others, I can say that learning how to interact with others is difficult. It's like baking, almost, you have to mix the right ingredients together, and if you add the wrong ones things can taste hideous even if they look good. It's a lot like our words. But I've mastered how to tell someone just a little about myself but doing it in a way that makes the person in front of me think they know a lot. Jasper, somehow, sees through this every fucking time and it's absolutely infuriating. He's never satisfied with just a little of me, with my hidden truth, and it's the most annoying thing I've ever experienced. *** @STESLARA made the second POV in her book 'Jasper Red's Anomaly'

ADDICT IN BLACK SPIN OFF Keagan Monikol: the jock with a hidden talent for poetry and an unarming amount of intelligence. Hidden away under stereotypes and an unwillingness to correct people's assumptions, his true self is far less dumb and far more sensitive than other's give him credit for. He's ordinary, so why not just let them all think he's ordinary, too? Robin Rae: All around nerd, complete Star Wars fan, and absolutely doesn't care about people's opinions. And she thinks he's a total dummy. Have you ever wanted to run away? To become completely different from who you are, to just start over? Keagan...doesn't. He has no need to change, no need to prove himself. No one knows him, not really. But what happens when he meets someone who he wants to be himself around? After being paired for an assignment in their math class, the two can't help but to butt heads. It also seems that Keagan can't stop himself from falling for the girl who is severely underestimating him. He puts love poems in the pages of her book and wishes it was enough to make her know how serious he is about her. They have to keep working together for the rest of the year and Keagan finds arguing fun for once. Both with baggage, he refuses to share things with her and rarely lets her glimpse at his true intellect while Robin doesn't really ever look at him unless she's forced. It's only a matter of time before the bickering between a awkward nerd and a smart jock creates one hell of a story. ----- Birdie laughs loudly, head tilted back and clutching at herself. But while her eyes are gleaming with amusement I can't help but to let my heart drop heavily in my chest. It's not a joke, I think. I love you. ----- Nudging her up at the elbow, I grin when she finally stands. "Come on, Four-eyes, we need to get a move on." "Whatever, Jock-Strap," Robin sighs, giving me a look. "I didn't know your time was so important to you." "Keep up Birdie, time isn't real."

THE DARK FAIRY TALE SERIES 1 This book is what happens when you merge dark humor, the greater good, sin and fairy tale characters into one hell of a story. *** Everything you know about fairytales is a lie. The stories aren't true. Little Red Riding-Hood didn't get devoured, the wolf didn't eat the old lady or trick them. They forgot to mention during bedtime tales that Little Red is a beast. That her cloak is a death omen or protection and you don't get to choose which one falls on you. Oh but the wolf? He would love to ravage her skin, his desire not suitable for your childhood fairytale. Little Red is about to go on a mission along with the big bad wolf and their elect team of killer magical dumbasses to kill the Wicked Queen. There's no silver lining in this fairy tale. Because things are about to get bloody. *** "Do they actually call you Little Red," Hand around her throat, the wolf sneers at her so close that she can feel warm breath on her neck. "Do they actually call you a Big Bad Wolf?" Came Little Red's reply. "Medium and Cocky Wolf is more realistic." A growl sounds out, "Watch your mouth." A twisted smile plays on her lips, "Whatever for Wolf?" "Well Red," Leaning down over her indeed little frame the wolf speaks against her skin. "If you keep antagonizing me I may have to take a bite."

It's true what they say -you should never kiss your roommate. Something that Everly Peyton and Ares Dante prove quite excellently. But there's something else that they could tell you as well: if you're going to fall in love with your roommate never let them fall in love with you too. Keep them at a distance. Well, for five years, Ares and Peyton completely disregard that rule. And once it starts to become real, once they start to think that falling in love (and kissing) their roommate couldn't be that bad after all- -though it still bringing up some negative connotations- -there's this one big hurdle they have to come over. Family problems. Betrayals. Shotgun-reactions. Abuse. When falling in love with your roommate goes wrong, what do you have left? Not a place to live, not your same life, not your normal routine, or friends, or happiness. Neither of them know how long it's going to take the other to get over or heal from it, but when more of their pasts unravel, when they're pushed back together and can't ignore the other's pain? They force themselves to move on. But moving past heart break is always harder than it seems. **I no longer agree with ideals/things I wrote bc I was a child***

"I'm at the point of exhaustion in my life, where I need a stronger word than fuck." Emma sighs, cheek resting on her fist. Xavier smirks, leaning back in his chair. "Aren't you adorable."

When the delinquent Tobias Prince gets sent to the private all-boy's catholic school, Saint Agnes, as a last ditch attempt to correct his wild, rule-breaking behavior, the last thing his desperate parents would expect would be for him to meet the academically accomplished good boy Oliver Jordan and have a less-than-religious relationship with him. Even more than that, they didn't expect him to want to come back the next year. And the year after that. All for Oliver. The chemistry between the two is undeniable, even if their bickering and flirting are nearly indistinguishable from one another. Oliver tries his best to get Tobias to behave, and Tobias tries his best to get Oliver to break the rules. Too bad Oliver has always had a weaker will than the seemingly unbreakable delinquent. - "So..." Tobias's deep voice reverberates around the room, making Oliver pause from his prayers and glance up to the delinquent, who he made sit all the way on the other side of the pew. For good reason too, given the rebellious and suggestive spark glistening in his brown eyes. "How good are you at multitasking?" Oliver doesn't hesitate to grab the nearest bible and throw it at Tobias, who curses to himself and blocks it from hitting his face. Laughing out, Tobias shakes his head at the now flushed boy trying his best to glare. "You're definitely going to hell for that, Ollie." "Shut up, Toby."

"Meeting you was the best coincidence of my life, whether you want to call that dumb luck or fate, but it makes me believe in something. And that something is us." *** Eris Rex: She's wild, snarky and always on her feet. Someone who looks her challenges in the face and tells them to fuck off. People are drawn to her, she's magnetic. It's as simple as that. Demetrius 'Zeno' Bonnes: He's awkward, silent and doesn't know what to do with himself. He's a mathematical genius but has no clue how to deal with people. He's half-deaf but not afraid to call someone out. Because of her blunt nature, too-honest tongue and loud laughter Eris is always seen as a bit odd but she could care less what people think. Friends are something Zeno struggles to make. So when he got the chance to help her and become her friend, he took it. And Eris wasn't about to let that opportunity slip between her fingers. However unlikely their pairing is, it's true that opposites attract as Zeno realizes just how cute Eris is when she goes red. And Eris realizes how fun it is to tease someone who never expected to be teased. Eris sees him as a shy, awkward nerd she wants to make confident. Zeno sees her as a tiny, sarcastic girl he's lucky to be friends with. As always, Eris doesn't care about getting in trouble during school if only for a little fun, and this time, she has Zeno to drag along with her. Neither of them knows how long they can keep the pretense of friends up. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks.