THIS WONT BE FINISHED I'm sorry I started writing this when I was 15, I'm 18 now and i have different interests and priorities. I'm sad by this to but I just cant bring myself to continue homestuck is so far away in my head. It's almost a bit cringey to me now. Thank you for those who have read and again I'm sorry. One of his father's most important rule is, "Do not associate yourself with the Ampora's. For they bring nothing but trouble." Would it have killed him to mention this before Kankri agreed to be friends with one? Kankri is unsure of what his father would say if he found out Kankri was speaking with one, let alone friends with one. But the situation gets a bit more complicated when he feels himself falling for one. These are going to be long chapters so I hope you all enjoy that sort of thing, I know I do. Also I'm playing around with a few ideas I had about blood casting in the society. Homestuck belongs to Hussie Cover art is not mine ENJOY WITH YOUR FACES

Young earl, Alois Trancy is aware of his demon butler's intentions as far as the contract goes. He is afraid, however, beyond that they aren't exactly what he wanted. Could Claude possibly fall for his master? Or will young Alois' hopes and desires be shattered; leaving himself to mend yet another one of his own broken hearts and discard a mere fantasy? Only time, cuts, and stitches will tell. (( this is a Black Butler HARD YAOI or LEMON between Alois and Claude. Don't like yaoi? Then don't read. Yaoi is boy x boy. *** Let me know what you think so I know what you think so I know if I should write more chapters! *** thank you~! ))

[Loading....] [Loading.... 20%] [Loading .... 64%] [Loading... 98%] ------[. ]------------ "Day Five and almost half of our group is missing. We don't know what the hell is going on, we cant find Slenderman, and it looks like Jeff..." Ben paused and shifted his gaze to the ground, his hand brushing through his hair. "Jeff is dead..." -------[Disconnected]---------- ---------[Opened]--------- "E...." "If there really is an 'E' out there...." "Please.... We can't do this anymore... I can't do this anymore..." "Please... Just...." "We want to go back." ----- [Disconnected]------ ------[Opened]--------- "My meds are almost out. Everything is so dark. Jeff is such a dick and won't leave me alone! T-I need to go h-home..!" "I-I can't live down here...!" ------------[Disconnected]--------------- ------------[Connections Lost]------------- The dark haired woman smirked and turned to the faceless man next to her. "They look about done. Are you sure you want to go through with it till the end?" The darkly dressed woman asked. The faceless man sat there with a young girl on his lap, and it looked like the little girl was ill. He had to do this... The faceless man nodded. And so the game continued on.

Revenge. That is the only thing Michael Moss could think about after his mother's death. Eleven years ago, Michael's mother went missing after Michael told her a monster was under his bed. She told him it was going to be alright. But she was wrong. When she went to take 'the monster' down, she never came back. Now at the age of eighteen, Michael has leaned the truth. The WHOLE truth of why his mother went missing, of why his mother's family won't talk to him, and the reason why he looks so much like that insane, smiling bastard. ---- A cold, hair raising laugh sliced into the room, the sound of something trailing against the wall filling Michael's ears. "You look so much like your MOTHER, IT'S RIDICULOUS!!!" A rough voice yelled. Michael trembled against the chair, tugging desperately at the rope that bound his wrists. He wasn't going to die here. Not after what that monster did! --- *Mwahaha. New cover. It's hand drawn by me, so... please don't steal* Just changed the plot. Sorry~

She had everything left to live for, He had nothing left to die for, She was too weak to run, He had nowhere to go... He should be inflicting terror, pain and despair. Yet he's partly doing the opposite. [picture on cover, credits to gatanii69 in deviantart :3]

I'm losing my mind, and I can't stop it. I know I promised that I wouldn't hurt myself again, but this emptiness... This feeling of being dead is too much to handle... -- Lynette stared down at what she had just written in her diary, expressionless. Her brother would have been hurt if he ever saw this, and she knew that it would result with another 'talk'. But right now, all she could think about was the boy in the room with her. She could feel him behind her, looking down at what she was writing. Ever since she and her brother played that game, Lynette pretended she couldn't see him. But now she was starting to suspect that he knew about her secret. That's right. Her secret. The thing that she kept to herself since she was reborn. The very secret that people would assume was crazy talk if she told them. Lynette felt the entity behind her slowly lean down, his dark chuckle causing her gut to drop... "You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?" --- The cover art isn't mine. At all. Only the oddly placed words. The art belongs solely to Trickster of Thieves and here is the link to her original art. Thank you. http://www.zerochan.net/1723007

Hailey has what she calls a sufficient enough life. She has an understanding mother, an amazing younger brother and a loving older brother. To top it off, she is one of the most popular girls in school, well loved by her fellow peers and a definite possible candidate for head cheerleader. Until he comes. Hailey suddenly finds herself thrust into a desperate position where she has to work for a psycho killer who is threatening to kill her family and everyone she cares about if she doesn't play his 'game.' But, what he calls a game is a dangerous gamble between her loved ones life and her purity of mind.

**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me. Jeff. I don't really know why I decided to visit. It just felt like something I needed to do. "Uhm, I just . . . Wanted to say thank you. For your amazing daughter. You know, I only met you once but you never said anything bad about me or told Jamie she should leave me. You always convinced her to give me another chance. I never realized how much I actually owe to you. But, it's too late now. The only thing I can do now is keep my promise. I'll take good care of Jamie. I love her. She means everything to me. "Thank you." With that, I get up and leave. ~*~*~

Wuthering Heights is a wild, passionate story of the intense and almost demonic love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a foundling adopted by Catherine's father. After Mr Earnshaw's death, Heathcliff is bullied and humiliated by Catherine's brother Hindley and wrongly believing that his love for Catherine is not reciprocated, leaves Wuthering Heights, only to return years later as a wealthy and polished man. He proceeds to exact a terrible revenge for his former miseries. The action of the story is chaotic and unremittingly violent, but the accomplished handling of a complex structure, the evocative descriptions of the lonely moorland setting and the poetic grandeur of vision combine to make this unique novel a masterpiece of English literature.

**PREQUEL TO THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I'm not your average guy. Besides the outrageously weird name of Falin and the fact that my hair is whiter than Slenderman's face, I must be sure to mention that I live the killer's life. I must also say that it's simply. . . the best. Just going around, killing. Torturing. I couldn't have asked for a better life. Not to mention the fact that I get to hang out with the craziest psychos in the world. Score one for me! Two if you want to count the fact that I'm the proxy of none other than Slenderman himself. As a matter of fact, you might have heard of my crazy psycho friends from that one website, Creepypasta, I think it was called. You know, the people who go by the name of Eyeless Jack, Slenderman, Laughing Jack, Hoodie, Masky, etc. Recently, we've gotten a new addition. You might have heard of him too. His name is Jeff the Killer.