Died Yesterday

She pulled the bloody stake out of her heart and smiled at him, "Was that meant to hurt?" Jenny was meant to die yesterday. At birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. The broken prophecy. The Devil. The secret. Thanks for these amazing people for editing this book! Thank you all...

The Mass Murderer Who Loved Me

"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it...