Merry_Ogodo

...Invincible yet broken, she played a dangerous game...

Tiana Almirez is an illegitimate child born into a rich family. She is a smart girl with a case of low self esteem. Or at least she was. 

After she forms an unlikely relationship with a third generation heir from her school, who is every bit fun and screams 'trouble', that timid girl is transformed into a confident and strong playgirl.

Unknown to most people, Tiana actually lives a double lifestyle. To others, she's an invincible girl with a perfect life but alone, behind closed doors, she's nothing more than a broken and damaged girl struggling with her failing mental health.



Lucas Williams is a teenager who has dealt with his fair share of mental health issues. When he is transferred to a new school, he can't help but immediately notice the popular girl whose eyes were so desperately screaming the very thing he had wanted the people around him to hear when he was at his lowest, 'Save Me!'



What happens when Lucas feels the need to help this girl?

Will she appreciate his help? Or will she hate him for it?

What can Tiana do when the new boy at school suddenly threatens to tear down her perfect mask?

Will she be able to keep her facade going? Or will she find herself falling in love with the very boy she regarded her archenemy?

Scars To A Playgirl

<p>'Because I care about you', I read my text over again, wondering if I had done the right thing by admitting to it and telling her.</p>

<p>But it was the truth. I did care about her. I cared if she was in pain, I cared if she was going through something and was choosing to go through it alone. I cared about her and I was ready to admit it. It may be half the truth, I may not be ready to admit the rest but I was ready to admit this. I glanced at my phone and there wasn't any reply from her. I looked up and she wasn't looking at her phone, she was staring straight at me now. Even with the distance between us and the dusk of evening already settling, I could see and feel her eyes bore into me like she was studying me, trying to discern if I was lying, if I really meant what I said. And I did not waver, I held her gaze and stared back at her. She finally broke off her stare after some time.</p>

NOT MY GIRLFRIEND