The Mexican American states are a group of outlaw siblings that are wanted dead or alive, especially the oldest out of the group who is known to many as the Lone Star because of the single star that went over his blind left eye. New York is the mayor of a small town and knows about the Lone Star and wants to catch him. ⚠️Warnings⚠️ -Swearing (There isn't a single book of mine without swearing)

Thirteen Colonies loved his Father, but after the Sevens' Year War, he wasn't sure if his father felt the same way. His Father just needed to listen to him. If he didn't, well, Thirteen and his Father weren't going to be on the same page or part of the same empire. Because Thirteen could only take so much before he would take drastic action himself. Cover art is by @JMysty4.

i made this like 3 years ago and i wish i didnt but here it is. There are 2 kinds of people in this world when it comes to Countryhumans. Find out which one you are, and hopefully you don't mentally die in the process. basically would you rather but countryhumans

This book is for randomness. I don't need to explain. (If you're reading/seeing this on another site that's not Wattpad my book probably got copied and pasted onto an unsafe fanfiction app page.)

This book is for randomness. I don't need to explain. (If you're reading/seeing this on another site that's not Wattpad my book probably got copied and pasted onto an unsafe fanfiction app page.)

"Good is such a strange word, don't you think? You think that you're good and I think that I'm good, but we both think that each other is evil." The person huddling near my states whispered. "Who's really right if both of us are wrong?" I didn't know what she meant by that then, but I did now. It only took a lifetime to figure it out. Highest rankings: Countryhumans #1 (8-19-20) Statehumans #1(8-19-20) UN #1 (8-19-20) America #2 (8-24-20) Countries #1 (12-22-20) States #1 (10-8-20) RusAme #1 (10-19-20) Started on 5/27/2020 Ended on 5/27/2021

It is the 1960's in Point Pleasant West Virginia. Twelve year old Anthony Grizzle hears talk of a man sized creature around town. He goes searching for it but doesn't expect what will happen when he does find it.

There are many types of monsters in the world, the most common and realistic use of the word monster is to describe a person that lost their humanity by doing an evil act. While you aren't wrong to call this types of people monsters, I don't call them that. Rather I call them 'maniacs' because to me they aren't monsters. No, that belongs to another group. Unlike maniacs that can be change to normal if stirred to the right direction, however unlike the maniacs this group is impossible to be reasoned with. They show a more 'primal' evil rather than the more common evil. This group I'm talking about are the monsters that live in your imaginations and nightmares, Rake, Wendigo, Dogman and other creatures from Folklore. But this creatures aren't from your imaginations, they are real as flesh and blood. And my job is to hunt them.

Ask or Dare any state you want! Cover art is not mine.

#1 in Cryptids 1/12 The town of Graveflat is thriving ever since Colt's great grandfather discovered silver in the nearby mines. However, things are soon to change after the arrival of an unexpected stranger. Entranced by his charms, Colt eventually discovers the newcomer is hiding a horrifying secret... *** "The man did indeed find out where the stench was coming from. Only, it wasn't what he expected. For a moment, he felt his knees grow weak until he collapsed on the floor with a loud gasp. That was a mistake on his part, for the tall shadow at the end of the cemetery seemed to finally catch sight of him as well. Colt thought it was a wolf at first, but there was no mistaking the human shape to it. The thing hunched down, its long, dark claws digging into the dirt...and the closer it got the more the man could make out just what it was he was looking at. The being's face was nothing but pure darkness, with a set of large, black eyes that glistened underneath the moonlight. He could faintly make out a row of sharp teeth that seemed to have some fabric attached to it. The rest of the creature's muscular body was naked and pitch black, but there was no mistaking what sat over its head. A skinned wolf, as large as the being itself. The dead creature seemed to have a mind of its own as its eyes watched the horrified man below with burning hunger..."