Y/n has returned to Haddonfield after leaving the old Smiths Grove Sanitarium. Having recently introduced herself to Laurie Strode and her group of friends, Y/n has no idea how much of a gruesome twist this Halloween will take in addition to having no clue that the masked psychopath hunting the group was the same man who Y/n had managed to grow fond of while in captivity at the Sanitarium.

Mallory Kane isn't a regular 17-year-old teenage girl who goes to high school. In fact, she's never even been to school. Mallory grew up to a relentless father who trained her to be killer since she was 5. Forced to kill who ever. Robbed of a happy ending or so she thinks.

Antigone Katsaros was born and raised in a cult. Now, at eighteen, she doesn't know what wifi is, but she's well-versed in the old gods. [A Wattpad featured story.]

The wielders are coming, and they're ready for violence. With a cub in her arms, Arietta James, a dedicated vet technician in training, flees for her life and the life of the little shifter she's ready to die to protect. Her escape lands her right in the heart of the enemy territory: the shifters. Gavriel O'Connor, steadfast leader of the shifter territory, has worked too hard on rebuilding and unifying his people to allow a human to run rampant in his domain. Fully intending to turn her away, Gavriel prepares to rid his territory of another nuisance. Until his shifter side won't let him. There are too many questions about this young woman and not enough answers. His biggest question: how did she end up with one of his own? Arietta didn't imagine she'd live this long. Between the shifters and the wielders, she's braced for her final moments. However, when the shifters begrudgingly welcome her into their territory, she must make a decision: stay loyal to those of her kind, or reveal to the shifters a problem that could wipe them out entirely. Before it's too late-for them and for her. Season 1 of The Fated Series

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake