[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020

'Ashley looked forward to her new role as a moth looks forward to an electric light, drawn-in inexplicably and equally doomed upon contact.' Seventeen-year-old Ashley has her life mapped out as an aspiring psychologist. Bright and brilliant, with a particular fascination for warped and extraordinary minds, she leaps at the offer of work experience at Dale-Creek Hill, a private facility for the criminally unsound. Dazzled by the facility, Ashley strives to prove herself to her colleagues and the wily Head of the facility. However, in her eagerness to unlock the secrets of the inmate's minds, Ashley fails to realise she has a secret of her own, one that will connect her to two ingenious serial killers and change her life forever. [The Human Evil Series: Book One] [Unedited] [Only taster available.] ©2010 by Infamous ©2021 B. Infamous

*NOW REWRITTEN UNDER TITLE: Through the Flames* ***pleeeease check that one out! As much as I love OG, Through the Flames is going to give you so much more, skill and plot wise.**** I held down the button, a click came on. I hesitated. "Hello?" I called, holding my breath. I nearly peed myself again when a voice casually replied back a second later. "Good morning, you sleep well?" Momentarily taken aback, I hesitated. "Um...I - I guess. Where am I?" "Does it bother you?" "Yes! I bet you would too if you were kidnapped!" I waited frustratedly for a reply. Finally, the man spoke again, voice cracking with static. "Actually, we saved you and brought you here. So technically speaking, we didn't kidnap you." I scoffed at the nerve of this disembodied voice. "Take me home!" "Er...no." The machine clicked off, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it back on. As soon as I get out of this room...I swear someone's ballsack is going to be shoved down their throat... ~*~ For my final year of this hell of a high school I expected it to be just like all the rest. However, Hellmington gets a lot more exciting when it's "attacked" as the people call it, by five motorcyclists with an intent on making my head explode. What do they want with me? With my town? With dangers brewing on the horizon, I soon won't know who to trust. Friends? Family? Or my self? *currently being rewritten-more info at end of book* Cover credits by the amazing @wonderland_explorer3 you were wonderful!!!