Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

A sequel to Family Comes First by Mason FitzGibbon After Carrie telling the detectives about the abuse Tommy put her through, a search is out for Tommy and Jimmy. Julie is trying her best to keep the family's traditions secret, but the detectives have been in the basement. She gets caught up in a web of lies and has to clear her name so that she isn't charged for murder. Jimmy wants Julie and Hunter back. Julie moves in with Carrie and she tries her best to suppress her anger toward Carrie. The story is told as a mashup of Julie and Jimmy's POV *The photo used for the cover is not mine. If anyone knows the photographer please message me*

A homewrecker. A succubus. Those are some of the things they call Hayden before she dies. They are jealous of her beauty. They are envious of her luxurious life. They hate her for stealing their boyfriends. It all leads to her death. A situation turns deadly between Hayden and her former best friend. Other students watch everything unfold on a live feed and nobody does anything to stop it. Whether out of fear or enjoyment, they chose not to lift a finger to dial for help. When Hayden goes to sleep forever, something else awakens. Something corrupted. It's out for blood, and it won't stop until they pay.

A group of teenagers let their curiosity get the best of them when venturing into an abandoned house. After stumbling across a hole in the basements floor, they find themselves sucked into a world where the only way out is to conquer their biggest fears. Will they make it out alive? ---------------------------------------------------------- Hi readers, I published book two to this one! It's called "Getting Back to You" and I'm very happy with how it turned out. Be sure to check it out after you finish reading this one. ❤

"What the hell?" Oliver says reaching towards his throbbing head. He winces as soon as he touches the open hash in his forehead that's laces with dry blood. He looks around trying to gather his bearings. He's in a cell. It's locked. Upon investigating more, he sees many torture devices. Each one his eyes land on seems to be more terrifying and cruel than the last. Suddenly a door starts to open followed by screaming. A man, perhaps the one who put Oliver in here, is dragging a screaming woman by her hair. That hair, it reminds Oliver of someone. It isn't until her face is tilted up that he can place the owner of the bright, blonde hair.

He plays a game...not just any game though. Not one you would like to play. Not hide-n-seek or tag. No, this game is different. This is a life or death game. And, Cassie is now apart of it. Cover Credit: @_wattpad__covers_ Highest Ranking: #343 in FanFiction EDITED STARTED 5/26/2014 COMPLETED 8/10/2015

Arabella Lane hasn't had the easiest life, living on the streets of London for most her life has left her scarred. Scarred but still standing. Phoenix Knight, Alpha of the Southern Pack; feared by all, loved by many. When Phoenix finds his soulmate he is determined not to let her go, he has waited for her his entire life and now that he has her he will not let her go. Enemies old and new will test their bond... When the past comes back to haunt them, will their future survive the threat? "Looks can be deceiving, even roses have thorns." [This is a stand alone novel; this is NOT a part of the Human Mate Series. This story has been marked Mature due to language, mentions of abuse, and suicide.] © 2017 xXBrokenRecordsXx All Rights Reserved.

Completed on 24/09/2018 Tell me who hurt you?" It was a command. I could have been afraid and probably told the whole of my traumatic childhood but I shook my head. There was no way I was telling him my darkest secrets. "I will find out..I always find out cara" he mumbled. But I doubted even he could guess my father was responsible for my nightmares. He stared at me, and I stared right back at him. "You have freckles" I whispered lifting my right hand to touch his face. "Do I?" His voice was husky. He turned his face slightly towards my hand noting the taut set of his bold profile. His jaw was set granite hard, but his eyes turned soft. He leaned closer hesitating for a second. I knew he was giving me a chance to avoid his kiss.

"Society wants to believe it can identify evil people, bad people, or harmful people. But, it's not practical. Sometimes, there are no stereotypes, there's just evil." -Ted Bundy, serial killer of 30+ victims. Sometimes, Wattpad authors are inspired by real-life horror that's going on in their own lives. Special thanks to @Heather_Dianne for the cover!

Amilla is a sixteen year old girl, abandoned by her parents. All alone she is until she finds a place to stay. At least that's what she thinks until the clock strike nine and she doesn't make it back in bed.