An average university girl living a normal life, surrounded by friends and family, has everything she could want or need. One trip will change her life forever. One innocent search for adventure will be met with new friends, take them to new places, and cultivate very serious mistakes. The woods are a beautiful place to explore, but never... ever, leave the trails... especially if you are visiting a haunted forest. They thought it was silly, just another scary bedtime story. They would soon find out just how wrong they were. An award-winning Wattpad book, and a signed book with the platform Dreame. A book you certainly won't want to miss!

"GANGSTER." It's the one word to describe Zachariah ( Zach ). She's the only girl member and the gang leader of a popular gang called Black Meteor. She's beautiful, smart, talented, and rich. What will happen if she meets the gang leader of Exodus. He's the rich, handsome, arrogant, and the official casanova. Will they declare another world war or discover something UNEXPECTED.

Reece smirked, "Trust me Chloe, the good girl always falls for the bad boy." Chloe Armel is a good girl. She never gets in trouble, gets excellent grades and is loved by everyone. Enter Reece. Wild, badass and has an ego that honestly couldn't get any bigger. He gets into fights, breaks every single rule and couldn't care less about the consequences that come with it. When Chloe's parents leave to treat sick children in Cambodia for two weeks, she is forced to stay at her neighbour's house. Her neighbour has a son, and it's Reece Carter. Sneaking out. Parties. Drinks. Hash Brownies. Flirting. Breaking the law...and road trips. Add a few shots of Cupid's arrows and what have we got? No clue. All we know is, it'll be unforgettable.

Gentle ripples passed over her, a watery caress that contrasted with her growing unease. Blinking slowly, Eliza tried to make sense of her situation. She found herself submerged, an unexpected aquatic world unfolding around her. Panic crept in as her ankles remained bound, immobilized as if by an unseen force. An attempt to move her arms yielded no results - they were ensnared in an unyielding grip. Seaweed, sinuous and trailing, wrapped itself around her legs with an almost possessive hold. Every movement was thwarted by the constricting tendrils, her struggles mirrored by the rippling sea plants. An urgency to breathe set in, her chest tightening in a desperate plea for air. But the very element that should sustain her had become a stifling barrier. A strand of slimy seaweed clung to her lips, smothering her mouth and nose. It seemed as if the water itself had turned against her, a sinister transformation that threatened to consume her.