People, Fire, A Queen, and Dancing Passion.

Allow me to formally introduce myself to you. I am Death.

One small discovery that changes the face of love forever; a new element called ditopium. Reacting with your brain's chemicals, ditopium makes you wear your heart on your sleeve (or around your neck in this case). This one gemstone necklace is the map to heartbreak, or true love. You just need to know how to read it. Meet Mala Ali, Mike Rollins, Rebecca White, and Daniel Duck. Four different teenagers. Four different lives. Watch as their stories entertwine, revolving around the one things that holds it all together; true love. How to find it, how to keep it. This is The Colour of Love. Note: this story contains no violence, no sexual content, and minor coarse language.

Carol is living in a small town with her Mother. People in this town open doors with the key attached to their fingers. Carol's Mother makes her choose a key, is it the right choice? What is it a key to?

#192 in Horror, February 24, 2017 A horrific short story based off of the infamous Elizabeth Bathory, a young countess widely known in Hungary for murdering virgins and bathing in their blood. Please note, some of the things in this story probably aren't historically accurate. Unless you trust Wikipedia (hehe - maybe not). Also, this story includes blood, violence, murder... so don't read if you are squeamish or easily frightened.

Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark. No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson. Found another victim, but no one's going to find Miss Jackson. - Panic! at the Disco This is a short story inspired by the song Miss Jackson by Panic! at the Disco. I do not own the lyrics to the song. It is not necessary to have heard the song to read the story, but those who are familiar with the band will see where the inspiration comes from. Please note: Contains mild swearing, mild descriptions of violence, and mild to moderate sexual content (not explicit, just suggestive).