Milan Fashion Week is an exciting, fun time of year for models and designers alike. Andrea Battachoni, after organizing her cheating Fiance's death, gets a taste for blood. They say revenge is a dish best served cold, not for Andrea Battachoni it's not.

In the fall of 2010, sixteen teenagers suddenly vanished without a trace from a small suburban town in the Midwest. Each one was sixteen years old. There were no witnesses, no ransom notes, no clues whatsoever as to what happened to them. The community was devastated and the police were baffled until they all suddenly reappeared, sixteen weeks later with extraordinary new powers and no memory of where they had been or what was coming next. ** PLEASE NOTE - this is a rough draft of a future full length novel - it is ON HOLD right now

Images of the other five pounded through her mind, excruciating pain excreted out of every pour of her body. She could still see all their faces, see the blood that drained out of their lifeless corpses as he slammed their heads in with a bat. Their eyes pleaded with mercy, to spare them even if it was just for another day; but not one of them lived with the exception of her. Was she really meant to? Was she supposed to be slaughtered in that house? Was she already dead and merely a ghost that would meander the earth for all eternity, an arduous soul with the only reminiscence of the worst day of her life? Then she saw the same hazel eyes she saw that night, the same eyes of the killer who murdered their killer.

On January 4th, at exactly 7:06 p.m. Stacey Marone, Jordyn's best friend, died. She was shot, alongside her two parents in a parking lot. It was caught on the store's security camera. But now, events start to occur that make Jordyn question the truth about Stacey's death. But....she saw it on tape. She saw the video. She saw her best friend die. Or did she?

Andrew Parks' grandfather comes to warn him of an evil plot to have him killed. The only other problem? His grandfather's been dead for the last two years, or has he?

Have you ever agreed to do a dare? Have you ever found a wounded body while playing truth or dare, well neither have Sophie or Jenny. Starting off as a dare, seventeen year old Sophie Gram and Jenny Woods, had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Two minutes in the old Willow St. house was all they had to accomplish- and they say a few minutes doesn't change a thing.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...