I woke up from the pain I felt in my wrists and ankles. I opened my eyes and I saw nothing but darkness. It was cold and I felt metal chains holding my arms and legs. I heard footsteps and then a door opened. Someone entered the room and opened a dim light. It was a man, an inhumanly beautiful one I may say. He bended down so he could face me, he grabbed my chin roughly and glared at me with cold green eyes. " What do you want from me? Who are you?" I said A dark smile covered his beautiful lips " You are my new pet, of course" I am Amy. My life was normal till a few hours ago. Now, a few hours later, I am not sure I can say that I have a life anymore.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

My eye sight was blurred from the alcohol, and the pounding music went through the club was making my temples burn. My eyes glanced around the room, then a second, and finally a third. The red lips that were just there, they were disappearing... And I did what any common man would do, I went after them. I had no conclusion to where my mind was at the moment, but the thought that slipped into my mind," Where? " I didn't know if I was delusional or not, but I slipped into the crowd of girls in their skimpy clothing that were trying to have a fun time and the guys how went after any attractive girl hoping to get laid tonight. But yet nothing was different from any other time, and the same touch. Body to body... people grinding up against each other with no shame. But they were going to black out on the floor in their own houses, forgetting the partner they had a tongue-to-tongue conversation with. But what I want is to discover who those pretty red lips belong to... Everyone around was different in someway, and she was unique. Her petite, and slightly curvy figure... The long black curled-up ponytail, and what I was looking for... The thin red lips that were slightly smudged, but in a delight way. I felt the slight tug on my rolled-up sleeves, and a smooth vodka breathe that caressed my ear. The words were few, and quiet... trying to hide in the pounding music that the DJ provided. " You never know if they come back..." And with that, she was gone...

"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction." "What conecction would that be?" "That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart."

Adrianna used to be best friends with a strange boy she found in her tree house. They were inseparable until one tragic event forces them apart. Ten years later, the boy is a whole different person; he’s a cold, ruthless assassin, and he’s on the hunt for a particular girl. When the mission lands him face to face with a girl he tried to forget…a girl that was once his friend, will he have some pity on her? Or will he fight his feelings? Will he fall in love? Or will things turn into a bitter ending? Copyright © 2014 MidnightStarz

THANK YOU, Wattpad, for the HQ Love Watty Award! Concept: A mysterious young woman flees from her troubled past only to discover it is impossible to escape THE SECRET that haunts her. *PLEASE NOTE: This story was originally inspired by the movie "Sleeping With the Enemy". * * * * * "I would never, Steven," she promised, turning away from him in an attempt to protect herself. "I know you wouldn't," he screamed. Cupping her chin in his hand, he forced her to look at him. "Because I would kill you." His words hung heavy in the air. Sarah's heart sank into her stomach. No matter how many times she'd heard the menacing phrase, she could never get used to it. It had the same affect on her as the first time he'd thrown the ugly words in her face. The familiar sting of bile rose in her throat, and she knew she would deplete the contents of her stomach once she was locked in the safety of their master bath. 'If I make it through this time,' she agonized. Her biggest fear was that one day he would really lose his temper with her. Who knew what would happen then? *This story is an unedited first draft. Top Ranks: Action #1, Mystery and Thriller #1 *This story contains scenes of abuse and may be disturbing to some readers. While the characters are fictional, domestic violence is a serious issue that many people across the world face. If you or someone you know is the victim of abuse, please seek help immediately. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

***Optioned for film/TV by Komixx Media! More info coming soon!*** Selected by @Unfriended for the Best of Horror! A serial stalker is on the loose. When detectives find a single wolfsbane flower under Hadley Jasper's bed, they fear the worst. Will she be found in time? Or will her mutilated remains be all that's left.

True Ghost stories found all over the internet, CREDIT goes to the authors!

Just telling the stories of my paranormal experiences I have had.