She didn't want to at first. She really didn't. The beginning was when her friend was murdered in cold blood with her being the witness. She still pushed it to the back of her mind, willed herself not to. She knew it was only a matter of time. Marilyn is a woman with a haunting past. A past where the bad things she did should remain in the past. But what happens when the past she thought she had left behind forever comes back to hurt her? She didn't think too much of it, until her niece got killed too. The killer isn't done yet. He's picking his targets out, one at a time. She may be next. She now has to. It becomes an obligation. She has to go back to her past life and figure out who's really behind everything. Or maybe the answer isn't really hidden at all... HIGHEST RANK: 457

Water, shapes us. Fire, transforms us. Air, moves us. Earth, heals us. If these elements were to be taken from the world, it would suffer. Bella, Claire, Lauren, Lizzy, Joshua, Luke, Nick, and Braydon were all just normal teenagers until the universe picked them to be the elements. The girls and the boys will fight to the death in the arena and watch every second of it. But the survivors journey doesn't end just yet, someone is trying to have all of the element to herself. After the winner had won the girl and the boy winner go on an adventure to free their friends and the world. Who will live. Who will die. You can't escape the universes power. Don, Don, Dooon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you like the story. The picture in each story is what the character looks like. Please vote and give me a NICE comment. I don't answer any questions because I don't like to spoil anything. There will be more books on this series. No copy righting. This is my idea. Please make up your own story. All of these are 1st drafts so please tell me if there is something wrong I will fix it. THANKS!

It's the end of days. The apocalypse, the first of the seven years of tribulations has begun.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14