The Spirits Never Dared Enter Its Foreboding Halls The Devil's Estate is a legend Sonota Reyes knows by heart. Within its halls a deadly game is played through a series of four challenges. Tests of survival, tests of physical and mental endurance and finally a duel to show off their skills. Girls are known to go missing within this haunted hallways never seen again. She secretly wishes to be one of the victims the house claims, after all anything is better than her reality. With her home life a complete mess, her mother a workaholic, her father passed away, and her sister hell bent on making her life a living nightmare she finds her peace within her love of books and her girlfriend Clio. The keeper of the estate has plans for her, plunging her straight into a fight for her life and a world she's only read about. Will her destiny be controlled or will she decide her own? *My NaNoWriMo Project* *Special Thanks To LittleVee for this fabulous cover!* *Awesome Rankings Past & Present* #1 justinmorrow

Kaitlynn Porter and Spencer Charnas have survived their American Nightmare. With the help of Kaitlynn's merch crew and Father Josiah Kross they avenged their parents deaths at the hands of the South Street Slayer. With their parents killer dead, they put their demons to rest for good. They thought they could move on. They thought they could find peace. They were wrong. The skies above them have turned blood red. The weather has become unpredictable. Nightmarish creatures, straight from Hell roam the streets and to put the icing on the cake members of Kaitlynn's Merch crew are starting to go missing. Detective Christian Keller has left behind a crucial clue. A clue that makes Kaitlynn and Spencer question everything. There's a saying in Hell, "If you interfere with a demon deal there's always a price". And the Devil has come to collect. *SEQUEL TO LONE SURVIVORS* *Amazing Rankings Past & Present* #1 trinityofterror #1 dansugarman #1 rickyarmellino

"Kai, please." I whine. A smirk comes upon his face as he looks at me and my reactions. "Please what? You want me, Elle? How bad?" Kai asks. "Really bad. I want to feel you so bad." I continue to whine. He leans his face down towards my neck. "My greedy fucking girl." He whispers before I feel his lips on my neck. ♡︎♡︎♡︎ highest rankings: #1 in tvd #1 in salvatore #1 in bennett #1 in malachai #1 in parker #1 in siphoner #3 in kaiparker

"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021

What if one day you awake from a coma, and have a completely different life then the one you had before. What if you were married to Andy Biersack?

My eyes filled up with warm tears, my lip quivering as I clenched my fists. This was not the Andy that I knew and loved. No, now he was a monster. A cold hearted, disgusting monster. "Get out, Andy." I snapped. "Snow please. I didn't do it!" He cried. "You liar." I said through gritted teeth. Andy shook his head. "Snow I swear-" "Get out, Andy! Now!" I screamed at him, tears running down my face. Andy dropped to his knees and grabbed my hands with his cold ones, bringing them to his shaking lips. He kissed along my skin delicately before looking up with pleading eyes. "I- I love you. I love you- and- and only you Snow. Without you, I'm lost." Andy said in a shaking tone as he shook his head. I snatched my hands away from him and folded my arms over my chest. "You fed from me. You took too much so I wouldn't remember a thing." I said angrily, pushing against his chest with full force. He swayed back a bit but still sat on his knees, shaking his head. "Yes you did! You lied to me! You're a monster." Andy stood. "Snow, please." "Get out." I snapped. "I was trying to protect you!" "Protect me? From what! You sneaking around? Trying to cover up your lies?" I hissed angrily at him, shoving against his chest. Andy stumbled back a bit and looked at me, tears streaming down his face. "No, Snow. Please listen!" "I don't want to hear it." I snapped. "Snow... please." Andy begged. "I don't want to see you again."

"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."