17 year old Orion has recently moved to a new town due to the harassment and transphobia they faced at their old one. They're a person stained with old memories that they'd like to forget. Thats why they're ecstatic when the local group of queer outcasts- Elliot, Sam, and Xen- invite Orion to hangout at their self-proclaimed safe space: an hidden creek bordered by old concrete ruins and the twisted stories behind them. It only becomes a problem when Sam goes missing in the tunnel that everyone ventured into. A few days later, the bodies start appearing. Limbs broken and flesh mutilated by fire. Stoneridge is a small town stained with hidden secrets. And it's with Sam's disappearance that they start slowly rotting to the surface. Yeah. This definitely was a bad idea. "𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙪𝙡𝙡, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚, 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙨. 𝙄 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩-" ☆ COMPLETED ☆ 🍂 Inspiration: Stranger things, I Am Not Okay With This, IT ✒️ [~75,000 words] 🪐 [Genres: horror, supernatural, found family, YA] ⭐️ top rankings: #1 in suburbia [9/20/22] #1 in imagery [10/19/22] #3 in tunnel [9/9/22] 🌱 [Instagram: @plantingthey

Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about everything, and he always cares too much. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]

{🏅 featured on @TeenFiction @YaRomance, @fright, @Psychological Novel, @Ya, @WattpadSocialMedia, @YAMystery @BadassReads' Reading Lists } ❝When five students with secrets of their own are chosen for a secret society, they have to move past their differences and work together in order to finish the tasks assigned to them. But what happens when--from silly and harmless pranks--they are suddenly told to get away with a dead body?❞ ••• Orion Academy is the academy that every student dreams to attend. From lush green gardens and rooms with every facility to teachers who give just a few pages of homework, Orion Academy has it all. But what the outsiders don't know is that Orion Academy has it's own secret society and every year, they choose their successors. Five new students with seemingly nothing in common get admitted into the academy only to be chosen for The Black Hole but before being completely accepted and meeting the old members, they need to perform a series of tasks to prove their capability and commitment. The tasks begin with harmless pranks and easy assignments but what happens when they're told to get away with a dead body? Will the five strangers with buried secrets be able to pass the test without being suspects for a murder? [ word count: 50,000 to 70,000 words ]

Selfish and spoilt Mary was sent to Yorkshire. She hated it. But when she finds the way into a secret garden, a change comes over her life. *This story belongs to Frances Hodgson Burnett. I don't own anything.

COMPLETED I was caught in the net, with no hope of escape. As the net broke the surface, four men shouted in alarm. One called for someone to come up from below deck. He opened the door and studied me. I hissed at him as he approached the edge of the boat. "Let me go, human." He chuckled. "Not a chance, fish. You're my new science project." ~~~~~ Douglass finds himself in a risky situation when he's caught up in a net while swimming back to his cave. He tries to get lose, but only manages to get himself bound tighter in the ropes. Captured by human scientists, kept in a tank on land. Far from his home, scared and alone. Nathaniel works at the marine research center for his uncle. When he finds the siren in a tank far too small to contain a wild creature, he knows that the merman isn't happy there. He's trying to figure out a way to free him. Little does he know, he's not exactly human, and his uncle is hiding a big secret that might change his life. What happens when they realize that they're uncovering something much bigger? ~~~~~ Contains foul language, some disturbing scenes ( experiments on the siren, violent deaths), mild violence, and a brief implication of suicide in one chapter. Updates are every Wednesday and Friday. FEATURES A GAY RELATIONSHIP! If you don't like it, don't read it.

"I was going to die here, in this god forsaken corn maze, covered in blood, sweat, and tears. I ran my hand through my hair to move it out of my face, its soft texture making me feel ever so slightly better about my life choices. I sighed and stood up. I was being stupid. I turned around as two large hands covered my face. They were not mine." A group of queer high schoolers get on a bus going to a pumpkin patch. One of them says they should go in the closed of corn maze together. And they did. But when one of their friends starts to feel weird, and dizzy, they know something is wrong. A lot of this story is inspired by This Was A Bad Idea by moonlitmoss Genres: Horror, Teen, Fiction, 🎃🪐🚐🏳️‍🌈⚠️ TW. This story contains gore, slight language, slight violence

Kody leaves behind the bright lights of the city and moves to a small town in the suburbs, where his only choice is to adapt to the rainbows of monochrome and repetition. There, he meets Arlo Middleton, a boy fresh out of hospital. [Posted: May 2020]

Olivia Simon is a girl on the mend, reeling after the death of her best friend and a botched attempt on her own life. After she finishes a stint in the hospital, she finds her childhood home foreclosed and her parent's marriage imploding. Set in a forgotten borough known only for its trash, Creeps is a coming-of-age fable about depression, and being true to oneself in a place that no longer feels familiar. (Trigger Warnings: Discussions on Suicide, Depictions of Alcohol Abuse, Depression)

Chronic fatigue syndrome is a state of profound fatigue that is not improved by bed rest and that may get worse with physical or mental activity. This fatigue significantly interferes with daily activities and work. I have that syndrome. My name is William Elijah Brookes and I haven't left the house in over two months. My closet consists of comfy clothes and socks, along with several pairs of slippers. My closest friend is my older sister, who brings me chocolates, teddies and house plants to dote on. I am a CFS sufferer. I am The Pajama Kid.

"Though our depths be but infinite, we still drown within the edges of our skulls.' A sample of poetry from my officially published book! it's out now on Amazon <3 ☆ [Some of these poems touch on topics such as struggles with mental health and mentions of suicidal ideation.] ☆ Infinite Depths is a book of all the things I forgot to say. All the things from which my flesh and bones are created. It's a book about how I deal with the harsh reality of mental illness and the slow path to recovery. I've poured the shadowed corners of my mind into these poems. I sculpt words in hopes of paving the way not only for myself but for others. Many of the poems included in this collection were composed while I was in a residential health facility. Being there was hard, but it also helped to open me up into writing poetry again. Writing poetry became a valuable coping skill that I used to translate my thoughts and emotions into words, helping me communicate what I needed to say. If you're in a tough palace in your life, I would highly recommend using writing as a means of self-expression. It's one of the things that helped to save my life. The topics I touch on in this collection are varied. Some are based on emotions and feelings that I experience, often negative, because poetry is one of my favorite ways of working through hard issues. Others are based on physical events. Others still are idyllic reproductions of my favorite things. This is a book of hidden depths and lost corners, infinite and ever-expanding in all the ways that make me Kai. It's a sculpture made of a scattering of different materials, some familiar and some foreign.