I'm not usually a poetry writer...if you could call this poetry. More like poetic musings, but there we both go.

The girl who screams. The girl who hears her. The man who saves them both.

"Words can't hurt you...unless they're true." Lily is seventeen and convinced that the Wild Ones exist, even when everyone around her doesn't. Mr. Lewis hunts the Wild Ones, trying to forget his torturous past and steady himself for the future. When fate collides, it collides with explosions and sparks. Lily and Mr. Lewis's paths are about to cross. And the Wild Ones are closing in for the kill.

Bekah has the ability to move objects with her mind. She's had this ability since she was five, but has been shunned out of many a social grouping at her school. Now fifteen, she's finally found people she belongs with - similar people with similarily weird abilities. Just like her. But there are other people becoming aware of her gift and they're hunting her down. Will the strange, pale-faced man she meets in her dreams be able to offer her any comfort or will she realise that there's two sides to the story after all?

~He wanted to know why things did what they did...He was obsessed by the compulsion to know how things worked and why they worked like that. It was as if he could make a little of his own life make sense, by making sense of everything else. Maybe his life was far more complex and confusing than we all realised.~ Fay is sixteen years old. Her ex-boyfriend, Callum, committed suicide three months ago. She receives a letter from him, supposedly written before he died. Fay follows the instructions on the letter, but she is led into dark corners she didn't know existed. On her journey, Fay discovers things about Cal she never knew. Dark things. Things she didn't think were possible in her love. Will Fay grant Callum his final, dying wish? Or will she turn away and move on, this time for good?

Meet Janey. She has no family, no home, no hope. Just Brad, her best friend since they were children. And then to add to it, the ravens dissapear from the Tower of London. It shouldn't mean anything to anyone, but Brad and Janey know by heart the dark prophecy that is linked to the ravens and their residence at the Tower. Can they discover what caused the ravens' dissaperance? Janey thinks she knows, but Aaron, a darkly handsome, newly-born vampire is on her trail. Will she give into him? Does Aaron hold the secret to the downfall of London?

~ She shivers as my hands circle her neck, feeling the breathing skin, the rapid pulse. I find her jugular vein, letting her pulse push against the tip of my finger...She is mine. I could do anything. I could break her; crush her to ashes if I wanted to. ~