I'm your typical twenty-two year old girl. I work your typical job, making a killing off of literally killing people. I live the average life, my PTSD and mild OCD completely controlling me. I grew up with a loving family, my father running a black market child ring and my mother six feet underground. And I have a great support system, living alone and the only person I talk to being a ghost. So yeah. Nothing weird here. Completely Normal. And then some random guys come in and completely mess up my normal life. How rude of them? Good thing they're all hot. ~~~~~~ Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, trauma and abuse. May be triggering to some. There's also lots of cursing and dark humor. Oh and maybe a few steamy scenes. Read at your own risk. This is a reverse harem romance.

THE DEAD DO NOT SPEAK. For years I coexisted with the living, but my life has forever known the waking shadows of death. As a clairvoyant, I wield a rare gift to communicate with spirits abandoned to wander in search of liberation from the lives they once belonged to. A gift I must use to find answers after being condemned for my mother's mysterious murder with the assistance of a lost soul, having latched herself to mine. When my estranged father demands me to enroll in the prestigious academy he once attended, Raven Oak Prep, we learn there are secrets hidden within its beautiful walls and paved with bad intentions. Secrets someone wants me to find. Seeking the truth proves difficult when the Student Council marks me as the enemy. Four beautifully, shattered boys hiding behind their masks to play out my brother's revenge in retribution for my mother's untimely demise. When their wicked games, and my morbid investigation becomes entwined, a shared connection is discovered that may just wake the ghosts of both our pasts. DEATH FOLLOWS US. After the falsified suicide of our girlfriend, we made a vow in the name of our brotherhood to uncover the truth. In the years since, we established no leads. Time turned us into monsters. We lost hope and said Fuck You to redemption. Until Beau's sister entered the doors of our academy with secrets that rivaled our own, unbeknownst she brought a depraved serial killer to our doorsteps set on murdering our students in a twisted game. His name? He calls himself Monster. Riddle after riddle the hunt against time to unmask Monster and understand his motives, grows, as he leaves a pile of bodies whispering old tales and written in ciphers. Who will be the next one? It seems history does repeat itself. We're all pretty monsters with secrets to kill for. No one and nowhere is safe. But what if the villain of this story was never the villain at all?

Josephine's voice kills any man who hears it-except for the assassin sent to capture her for the king that's been chasing her all her life...but what happens when he decides he doesn't want to hand her over and keep her for himself instead? *** Josephine Raphelia is a Siren who has been running from the King of Valencia her whole life, and when the day finally comes that she is taken captive by who she believes to be one of the king's guards, she soon begins to realize that nothing is as it seems in her world. The people she once thought she could trust are filled with secrets and betrayals and as she meets new allies along the route to her freedom, she unravels the plots in her life while also trying to cling to a family she never knew but will fight with her last breath to protect. It is only when a god of old enters the fight and challenges her feelings for her captor that Josephine realizes this is much bigger than she ever could have realized, and soon finds that she might be the key to unlocking the answers of her freedom, and the freedom of her people, once and for all. *A Dark High Fantasy Romance*

COMPLETED - To Evelyn Schubert the thought of having a predetermined soulmate seemed a bit far-fetched. Lucky for her, this was an old practice amongst her kind thousands of years ago and is outdated for a modern-day Lycanthrope. Unlucky for her, her mate is not a modern-day Lycanthrope as she is. When she meets Adam Deveraux, his primitive ways seem almost barbaric. As an Alpha Superior amongst only a council of few others like him, he is a powerful pure-blooded Lycanthrope who is one of the rare still granted assurance of a mate, a role he soon finds filled by an unlikely Evelyn. To Evelyn, the Lycanthrope world has changed: traditions have become outdated, old practices are no longer in play, and she's content with that. But what happens when she gets pulled into a world she thought no longer existed by a man she never thought she would meet? // Story by @MaybeManhattan, Cover by @hesocean Highest Ranking: #2 in Werewolf Featured by @Werewolf and by @Wattpad Trailer can be found in Chapter One

❝BUILD AN EMPIRE AND BURN IT TO THE GROUND.❞ The evening prior to the spring equinox, soothsayer and witch, Maarit Pheraios, has an earth-shattering vision regarding the future of Bonvalet. The prophecy speaks of the Infernal Prince, who takes the throne after the death of the king. It is only when King Tevenot is murdered the following day that Maarit comprehends the urgency of the situation. Relying on her prophecy for truth, she notifies as many villagers as she possibly can about the peril that awaits them in the near future. However, when he learns of the warnings she has been giving, Maarit finds herself imprisoned by the Infernal Prince himself. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved. Featured on October 11, 2017.

"I will break you like a stick" he said, running his fingers across his blade. "Suffocate you till you can no longer breathe" his fingers went to caress my throat. "And I will enjoy every second of it", Our eyes connected. My heart pounded against my chest at the promises that were held in his eyes. I'm dead. ********* Dawn Turner was anything but normal. She's the type to go pick up a pencil she had dropped and then drop it again while picking it up. Clumsy by definition, she manages to fall into trouble almost everyday. However, the day she met a certain fallen angel, she knew that she had gotten herself into BIG trouble. Especially since she managed to hit him across the head...with a pan...three times... Not to mention shrieking, and I quote "DIE BITCH DIE." But let's not get ahead of ourselves, that's a story for later on. ALEXANDER THE FALLEN- 18/8/2018 ♡ Inceptian ♡ Impressing Ranks: {#1 In New Voices} {#1 In FallenAngel} {#2 In Hell} {#17 In Devil} {#43 In Horror - out of 7k}

"What do you mean I'm stuck with the seven deadly sins? I'm a saint!" "You've been about seven minutes in hell and have managed to insult eight people already, Jasmina." "Fuck off, wannabe Satan."

''You know how they came up with the word Lunatic?'' he asked. I shook my head, feeling like I probably didn't want to know the answer. His lips pulled up on one side in a mischievous, lopsided grin. He stepped closer. ''Because all of the worst monsters come out during a full moon.'' ------ Lou DeVue has known from a young age that she was different and not in the 'I-think-I-was-left-on-my-parents-doorstep-by-a-wizard' kind of way. She can see things. Dark things, usually. The darkest, of which, happens to be about her new neighbors. The five boys hold an energy that Lou's gift can't ignore. An abyss surrounds them and Lou finds herself gazing into it, but what happens when the abyss gazes back? **********************

February 19th, 2018 He is test subject Three-eleven-thirteen. Ellie for short. He's human. Remarkable. He can breathe freely, no tubes. His heart has adapted to beating on it's own. He opened his eyes yesterday, we looked at one another. He looked at me, truly looked at me. My daughter, Ripley, tried speaking with him, but he didn't understand. I will have her keep working with him. He will speak. February 23rd, 2018 He is standing. His bones are still fragile, but he is gaining muscle rapidly. This is incredible progress in such little time. Everything is going as planned, though his fingernails are black. They weren't black yesterday. March 13th, 2018 Ellie attacked Ripley last night. He will be kept in restraints from now on. March 27th, 2018 My God he is strong. The mysterious blackness that had formed in his fingernails is now flowing in his veins. Whatever this black liquid is, it's possessing him. April 4th, 2018 He bit me last night. I can feel the mystery in my veins. What is this? April 5th, 2018 Test subject three-eleven-thirteen, Ellie, will no longer be a patient of mine. I have locked him up in a cell in my lab. I fear him. He will stay in that cell for God knows how long until he starves to death. I am a coward. April 6th, 2018 I can't tolerate this. I think I'm truly losing it. My memories, my spirit, I feel them being eaten by this black virus. I have to end this tonight. I have to end myself tonight. I have too. Ripley, my sweet daughter, I love you baby. I am sorry for creating that abomination. I am so sorry.

Contains explicit, violent, and very disturbing sex and killing scenes. Only read if you're into twisted love. ★★★ Sophia Black is a 29-year-old human who never found a place that felt like home. Deeply antisocial and bitter about the people who've estranged her, she turns to novels to find what she's looking for. However, her newfound peaceful routine is about to change. She must now prove that she can handle the twisted stories she's grown to love. Justice can be delicious and atrocities unimportant on the winning side. But doesn't the villain lose in the end? Powerless yet rational, Sophia has to start over in a foreign world. Will her wicked passions finally lead her home or will she be consumed by the darkness she loves so much? ★★★ If you like the story, please support it! :) Constructive criticism is welcome, anything beyond that is not. The story is completed and minor edits will be made in the future.