*archived | written long ago* I was kidnapped. I didn't ask why. He never told me. I don't know him but he knows me. Now, he has me and he tells me he'll love me. Always and forever.

i always loved you, skye. i had to destroy them. but skye, please, i never, not once, intended to- >•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•> as kids, skye promised that if she wasn't married by age twenty eight, she'll marry her best friend declan. but he loves skye, so of course, he's going to make sure she doesn't marry anyone at all. by any means possible.

"Desperate people are the most dangerous." Miracle Hope Carson has nothing more to ask for her life. She may be a nut-head, anti-social potato and with average looks that no one will probably bats an eye. But what's best in her life? Well, If it's not for her very supportive parents who never expects more from her and with her 2 best friends to die for, she possibly had the perfectly imperfect normal life. She hates attention, so she never expects to draw any coming from anything, especially not from anyone. Unexpectedly, someone has put an interest to her being; and worse... has fallen in love with her. And what about falling in love can possibly go wrong? E V E R Y T H I N G Desperate with her affection, her stalker has started to make some twisted actions which led to the destruction of her once-so-peaceful life. Feeling more miserable and helpless day after day, little did she know that there's more to come and the biggest havoc is yet to shattered her slightest glimmer of faith. When there's no more people to lean to, what will she do? Is she going to stay as a damsel in distress of commending defeat; or will she able to stand up on her own and be a fighter whom her stalker never expects her to be? *** Warning: Contains violence, abuse, mature languages, typos and everything that is not suitable for young and immature audiences. Kindly, read at your own risk.

It's hard to be the favourite of a man who turns into a monster. An autobiography about my abusive childhood and how it affects me to this day.

❝you look so good in red❞

"My sweet Alexa, my name is Mark, and as you can see we kidnapped you." "No dip Sherlock, but the question is why? What do you want from me?" I asked angrily. "You will soon know, all in good time," Mark said, "but know one thing Alexa, you are never leaving me." Oh great my kidnapper is a psycho who somehow knows my name. This night just couldn't get any better. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alexa Waters lives a simple life in a small town in Georgia, that is until she gets kidnapped one night, by who? She has no idea. When she finds out her whole life starts going out of proportion. Things she thought to be true aren't, and people she thought she knew she doesn't. All that she knows is that she has to find her way out somehow and maybe with the help of a gorgeous green-eyed guy she can. The kidnapper is cunning though and it won't be easy. Alexa might escape..but alive? That's a whole other question.

I decided to walk over to my best friend's house, and once I got closer her driveway, I could see the door was left ajar. Rita probably left it open for me, I thought, while shaking my head disapprovingly. Then as I entered the door, my mouth open to announce my presence, I was hit by an odor indescribable, but deep down I knew what it was. Anyone could definitely recognize the smell. At first I hesitated with my food hovering over the the threshold. Then I took a deep breath and swallowed it; finally I walked forward as cold fear chilled my heart and the contents of my stomach rose to my throat... Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched? Maybe while you were alone or after watching a scary movie? How about all the time: in school, walking around the neighborhood, in your room, or in the dark? Lately, Shayla has been having these same feelings of being watched. Little did she know it was true until a strange boy began showing up, until strange events began happening, until her loved ones became a target, until it was too late.

"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it to my throat gently, so that he didn't cut it. Yet. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Please...." I begged. "Please." His lips pressed against mine, and I shuddered against him. Dear God, Please don't let this happen. This is the story of how I met him. The story of how he stole my heart, just as carelessly as he stole peoples lives away from them. Maybe. Maybe not. When I think about it, I still smile. Even though I know the sad and terrible ending, I can't help but smile. He was my best friend. He was so loving. So caring. He taught me everything. But, he also destroyed everything. He was just like that. He was just the mass murder that loved me, and that's how I'll always remember him. I dare say, that's how I'll always cherish him.

Nikki Burke has been always loved by secret admirers... Nothing much really just guys who are shy to tell face to face. When Nikki’s boyfriend was found gruesomely murdered she thought she couldn’t live. That is when she began dating after a year, her secret admirer came back. Now she will realize that her worst nightmare are about to began once more…. Even if it means killing someone who gets in his way...

Carla notices a guy in her class. They keep bumping into each other and they start to know more about each other. But what Carla doesn't know is that it isn't a coincidence. That it's all very carefully planned. That she's got someone watching her from Behind...