If you're looking for a story about a good, humble girl, who's been hurt by someone she thought she could trust, only to find out she's not as vulnerable as she thought she was and discovers an empowering side of herself that falls in love with the guy who helps her find that self, blah, blah, blah...then you're gonna' hate my story. Because mine is not the story you read every time you bend back the cover of the latest trend novel. It's not the "I can do anything, now that I've found you/I'm misunderstood but one day you'll find me irresistible because of it" tale. Why? Because, if I was...

Revenge is an euphoric thing. Trust me on this. Nothing compares to the release you get when you ruin someone's life. When they've stolen important things. Things that didn't belong to them. Things I revel in making them pay for. What? Have I offended you? I'm not here to appeal to your delicate senses. I have no intention of placating your wishes or living within your personal belief system nor do I care if you hate me. And you will hate me. Because I'm a brutal, savage, cold-blooded murderer and I'm here for my revenge. I'm Ethan Moonsong...And this is the story about how I went from the...

You know how everyone says when one door closes another one opens? At the time, you find this statement obnoxious as all get out because a) you don't really know what the future holds, it certainly hasn't been a cakewalk so far, and b) the thought of change is unbearable. You feel like your life is falling apart and everyone around is feeding you cliches like they're made out of kale or quinoa or whatever the trend health food is right now. You don't want kale cliches, you want double-chocolate fudge realisms, and you want them now. You just want things the way they were, but then something...

WANTED FOR ARSON. CATFISHED AT SANTA'S. ROBBED AT THE FALLS. SHAKESPEARE OR DIE. DRIVER PICKS TUNES. I'm weird. This isn't news to me or anything. I have lived in a UFO my entire life. This wasn't a coincidence. My parents believe in extraterrestrial life. You know, phone home and all that crap, and they dragged my sister Mercury and I into their mess when they named us what they named us. So it wasn't a surprise, when after getting accepted to UW and expressing my desire to actually attend, they lamented that college is "just another ploy for the government to keep tabs on you, man." In...