For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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Celestial Children Book 1 Abby Freelander was insane. After all, it's not normal for animals to talk. However, that's exactly what happens when a stray dog warns her to flee a harmless-looking fog. From animal telepathy to meeting the eccentric and gummy-bear obsessed Josh Ewah, Abby starts to realize there's more to her life than she thought. Hunted by a shape shifting mad-man named Khail and guided by the mysteries surrounding the Ewah family, Abby is drawn into a world beyond her wildest imagination. She must come to grips with her new reality before it's too late. Being insane would have been a lot less complicated. ___ This story was posted to Wattpad and only Wattpad. If you're seeing this note and you're not reading it on Wattpad...it was stolen. So please get your butt over to Wattpad and read it by the actual author, Prisim, and not the thief who couldn't be bother to even delete this message let alone write their own unique story.

Chloe knows life isn't perfect, but does it have to be a big pile of suck? College is supposed to be a time of self discovery. A time where she figures her life out and enters adulthood armed for the world. For Chloe, college is a toxic relationship, loss, and confusion. As her world crumbles around her, one bright light promises to get her through it. She clings to him like a life raft, but she isn't sure she deserves the one person who might just be the love of her life. Chloe isn't as abnormal as she thinks and if she can survive the suck, she'll come out a champion. ___ This story was posted to Wattpad and only Wattpad. If you're seeing this note and you're not reading it on Wattpad...it was stolen. So please get your butt over to Wattpad and read it by the actual author, Prisim, and not the thief who couldn't be bother to even delete this message let alone write their own unique story.

Anna has been in love with Seymour Harris ever since she met him in an elevator years ago. But Seymour, gorgeous, popular and wildly charming, has never given her a second glance. Until now.  When a tragic accident occurred, causing Seymor to go into a coma, Anna seems to be the only who is able to see his spirit. With the possibility of euthanasia hanging over his head, they must work together to save him from his predicament, especially before someone turns off the life support. This is a story of young love, heartbreak, and the search for hope when everything else seems to be lost.

A pack of thieves ransack a witch's home, stealing her deck of tarot cards. Unbeknownst to them, these tarot cards hold the most infamous criminals ever known. And little do they know what they've unleashed onto the world when these prisoners escape their binds to the cards and scatter across the stars. It'll take a powerful kind of magic and a special kind of witch to find them. Cage is NOT that witch. In fact, she's not exactly a witch at all. She's a Lavender and lives in a world where women are the only ones with magic. With flowers that grow in amongst her curly hair, Cage is dragged into the hunt for the prisoners and must travel across the cosmos with a band of unlikely heroes. A witch of the winds and another of the stars. A boy who has magic when he shouldn't and another with the sun in his blood. Cage learns that the lines between heroes and villains can blur on their journey to stopping something far more evil than any of them could have ever imagined.

Caroline King's dad is gone. She's depressed. She's consumed in grief and guilt. She's drowning underneath it all. And then suddenly, she is very literally drowning in the ocean, and then she finds herself encouraging the water to keep abusing her, encouraging it to keep her down in the water. She's drowning and she's okay with it. Until her plan of drowning is foiled when a boy jumps into the sea and saves her. And he's got some secrets of his own, and he's not going to share those anytime soon. It's up to Caroline to figure those out all on her own.

A down-on-his-luck Necromancer and his dimwitted skeleton companion find a powerful, ancient artifact. But when it accidentally goes off and kills a powerful Paladin, they're forced to flee town. After meeting up with a young woman and her Ogre companion, the Necromancer finds a new purpose and a new life.

Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075