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This book will kill you. This book has already killed you. You were a deadthing the moment you read these words. You were a deadthing when you opened the first page. You were deadthing the very instant you discovered this story even existed, the very instant you heard somebody whisper its name. Because if you know about the book, then she knows about you, she sees you. She's watching you right now, can you feel her? She's sitting right behind you. You started to read, and her eyes peeled open and her lips peeled open and she saw you and she's grinning her moon-yellow grin because she knows there's nothing you can do to stop her. She's already killed you. This book has already killed you. So it doesn't matter if you read on or not. There's nothing you can do to change things now. One day very soon she'll let you see her. You'll turn your head and she'll be there, sitting beside you. Or she'll open her mouth and let you hear her dusty voice, and you won't be able to unhear her, you won't be able to make it stop. One day soon she'll reach out and scratch her crackboned finger down your cheek, or you'll wake to find her birdnest body pressed against yours, her fingers worrying themselves beneath your skin. There's nothing you can do to stop her, not now, not ever. But if you want to keep reading then who am I to stop you? Maybe you'll find something I didn't. Maybe you'll find a way to make her unsee you. Maybe. You're dead. She's already killed you. This book has killed you. But don't turn around yet. You might have a few hours left-days maybe, if somebody else starts to read this book as well, weeks if the whole world starts reading. But if you see her now, the rot and the horror will eat you up fast. She sees you. She is on her way. Don't turn around, deadthing. Don't stop now, deadthing. Just read.

It's nearly Christmas-at least, that's what the inmates of Furnace Penitentiary think, even though it's impossible to tell for sure when you're buried a mile beneath the ground. For one prisoner, Carl Donovan, it's the perfect time to put a dangerous plan into action-a plan that could beat the infernal prison once and for all. But for the plan to work, Donovan must overcome the blacksuits, fight the gangs, avoid the Warden and his wheezers, and-most difficult of all-convince his cellmates to join him. As Furnace boils into a festive season of violence and death, Donovan risks everything for one last chance at freedom. A prequel story set inside the Escape From Furnace universe, Silent Night shows Carl Donovan as you've never seen him before. Prepare for an unforgettable Christmas. All for one, and let's get some figgy pudding. Cover image by @lasoledadcatalina!

Prompted by a request on Facebook, here is a novel about chicken... I'm writing this on a whim, and taking guidance from Facebook, so if you have any suggestions, let me know! :-) The plot so far... AJ and Anna are two classmates on an end of term field trip that should be fun: abseiling, archery, swimming, and maybe a bit of midnight partying by the lake. But the campsite lies next to one of the county's largest chicken plants, and it isn't just the overwhelming stench of bird manure that is causing problems. Something weird is going on behind the metal fences, there have been strange sightings in the woods, and when the bodies start piling up, AJ and Anna realise they've stumbled into a real clucking nightmare...

My entry for RL Stine's fill in the fear contest, enjoy! :) I worked really hard on this one, I re-wrote the whole thing three times until I liked it... haha. I hope you guys like it! Posted on October 6th.

From the moment Fred meets Aja, he knows she's different. She's pretty, soft-spoken, shy—yet she seems to radiate an unusual peace. Fred quickly finds himself falling in love with her. Then strange things begin to happen around Aja. A riot breaks out that Aja is able to stop by merely speaking a few words. A friend of Fred's suffers a serious head injury and has a miraculous recovery. Yet Aja swears she has done nothing. Unfortunately, Fred is not the only one who notices Aja's unique gifts. As more and more people begin to question who Aja is and what she can do, she's soon in grave danger. Because none of them truly understands the source of Aja's precious abilities—or their devastating cost. Love Aja or hate her—you will never forget her. STRANGE GIRL is available now wherever books are sold.

In 1984, Christopher Pike published a young adult thriller called SLUMBER PARTY. Neither he nor the publishing community realized that this was the beginning of a revolution in the YA genre. That teenagers had been craving an author who didn't talk down to them. That teenagers were ready for complex and gritty thrillers that didn't avoid the powerful emotions many adolescents felt. SLUMBER PARTY was the first of over fifty bestselling novels that Pike created that were essentially adults novels—with teenage heroes. Now, decades later, Pike has a new thriller arriving on the market this November: STRANGE GIRL. And he has finally come out of seclusion to discuss how to write a great YA novel: How to get started: How to plot a YA novel; How to ruin a YA novel. Blunt advice on what it really takes to get a book published in today's competitive market. For the next three weeks, every day on Wattpad, Christopher Pike will be posting his advice and answering your questions. Wattpad is happy to have him.