***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

This is just a book of poems I have wrote, and people I know have wrote. If you have a poem, and are willing to let me upload it in my book, let me know, and I will upload it, giving you 100% full credit.

[Completed] Elysia's life is turned upside-down when she's abducted by supernatural creatures with demonic eyes and threatening fangs. What's worse is she has no idea what it is they want from her, except that it has something to do with a side of her that she's never known. The chances of Elysia getting out alive are slim, but perhaps with a bit of luck and a lot of bravery she can escape with more than just her life. Excerpt: ''What trick is this?'' The creature asked, but it didn't sound like a vicious question. He sounded... confused. When I didn't answer, he appeared in front of me, snatching my face in his hand once more and growling. ''What is that on your back?'' ''I don't know,'' I blindly answered, but corrected myself quickly when his grip tightened dangerously, ''It's a birth mark, the doctors called it a... a Lichtenberg figure. My mother said I was born with it, I swear it, even though it's usually what happens when you survive being struck-'' ''-by lightning.'' All Rights Reserved © 2014 {{Warning: Some scenes may be unsuitable for audiences below the age of 15 and offensive to those of all ages. Read at your own risk.}} Highest Ranking: Vampire #1, Teen Fiction #4 A Wattpad Featured Novel

Avery and Andrew have been best friends since middle school; they're close. But they're about to get a whole lot closer when paired up for the project like no other: the baby project.

A series of short stories that will leave you frightened but begging for more...

"Shayne" It was the first word I ever said. Ok, well maybe I did say "Shwane" But I was only 5 months old at the time, and besides, I knew what I meant. Shayne was my older brother, my best friend and sometimes, my worstest enemy. I loved him too bits and he loved me too. After every beating, he would open his arms for me and envolope me into one of his bear hugs. But then things happend. Shayne grew older. The beatings got worser. One day, I walked into Shaynes room to find it empty. EMPTY. Except for a small note on his desk, covered in Blood... My eyes widend as I read the truth. I Had to get away...

Twenty teens. Abducted. To play a game of man hunt.