This is my very first fanfiction ever. So please give reviews, and be nice ;)

I have this story in my head but i need to introduce the characters first and how's they are like so i'm sorry if this turned out to be boring but the best is coming.

Yes, this is a fan-fiction from 50shades of grey but it will be completely different, there will be new characters and a new focus mostly into the life of the youngest daughter Avelyn.

Hmmmm I hate mornings. Why do I agree to go out with Lucy is beind me. Don't get me wrong; Lucy is like a sister to me, but god this girl knows how to party till the wee hours of the mornings.

Naturally I'm the voice of reason here, going out with her so she won't end up drugged or dead, or worse "pregnant" according to her. God she can be so dramatic some times, I've never met anyone who being pregnant terrifies the shit out of her… Well except for me.

Well, time to get up and start the day, I tell myself. Walking around in my penthouse in the escala, for the first time I feel different, like I don't belong here, which is crazy because I lived here since college- Courtesy of my father. The only mere thought of him brings smile on my face. My dad is amazing, he's my hiro. I shove the crazy idea and go get ready.

After getting out of shower and dressing in a simple black dress, I put on my black louboutins. I apply my signature wingged eyeliner, with nude pink lipstick. My hair is just like my mother's, long, shiny, and brown. So I leave it down. As I examin myself I think of how much I really look like my mother! I have the same huge blue eyes. Though mine are bluer, the same nose and hair. Out of all my siblings I'm the same as our mother.. and the similarities pretty much end there. My attitudes, ideas, beliefes are all the same as my dad. We get along perfectly , which is why he was so hurt when I Declared that I was going to be English Literature major instead of business but now as a 22 years old, I've been working in Grey's publishing since when I was in high school so I know everything in there and I learned every trick I the book. I'm brilliant, and I know that, I'm so good at what I do, which is reading scripts and deciding what's will be published and what is trash, which is a lot. I'm hard to please just like dad. And sometimes I discover- so to speak- brilliant new authors. It's a competitive field, and I know grey's publishing is on top, so I had to play right and a little dirty to make sure we always stay there.

"Morning Miss" says my house keeper Mrs.Spencer

"Morning" I reply

"Would you like some breakfast dear?"

"No I must go I'm late , have a good day"

I didn't even catch her answer. Have I mentioned that I am a work aholic? Well I am. Like father like daoughter. Although my brother Teddy and two sisters are handling a lot of things at work but dad loves to handle all the "challenegin things" my mother on the other hand, loves that I'm with her since basically everyone in the family is working for dad except for me of course. I don't know who was surprised more, my mother or my father when I said I wanted to go into publishing.

Unlike my dad I do't like to be driven around. I have a 2013 mercedes which was a present for my 22th birthday. It's fast, silver and I love it.

I park in my susual space and head to the elevators. As I walk to my office I see that my assistant/ bestie is also early. "Good morning, Jake"

"Morning gorgeous, here" he hands me a hot mocha starbucks. I love this stuff in the morning.

"Thank you, what are you doing here so early, not that I mind"

" Michel is in Paris again so I said what the hell, it's not like I have anyone to warm me up" he replies pouting

I answer him laughing " Yeah right, admit it, you like working early as much as I do, especially since I let you get out early!"

"This is why you are my favorite boss/friend"

After chatting alittle more with my Jake I go to my office to start working on this little book tour for unknown but brilliant authors. The next thing I know it's noon and I have lunch with mom then the day kept going by uneventful. I leave the office at 8 pm to arive home at the delicious smell of food that Mrs. Spencer Is coocking.

As my head hit my pillow I fall fast asleep.