Mary an adventurous young lady disobeys her mother and causes trouble not only for herself, but for others as well. She let her strong curious nature entangle her in up and downs, dark secrets, misfortunes, lustful eyes, first love and much more. The saying goes "Curiosity killed the cat," but will satifaction bring Mary back? Read and find out.

What if the light at the end of the tunnel burnt out? The crackling of the ochre flames buried deep inside your soul, turned into smoke. This is when you travel to a world, far from your imagination. Creatures of the dark prowl the land fly the skies and swim the depths. You must see to believe this world for your mind refuses to believe it. It's called Limbo. You are given only a matter of time to escape, escape the jaws of death. But I must warn you only one and one alone will be given the flames of their soul back. This time five people who were in a tragic plane crash have been given a second chance to live, Clover, Jake, Katie, Patrick and Keelly. They all are desperate to escape the shadows of Limbo. Who will wake and who will fall? ~ Death's Note ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2013, Blackwillow5 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

William is something else! He's like no other person Vanessa has ever met. He like's to keep to himself and won't look anyone in the eye. William is something else as a person but is he a person? Vanessa is about to go on the ride of her life as she is dragged into a world she didn't think was real. The question is: does William have anything to do with it or is he just another one of Vanessa's obsessions?

His arms were red raw with scratches and cuts oozing blood in a state that shouldn't have cause this much pooling. I felt the sickness build in my stomach as I followed the line of his forearms from the elbow to the wrists. The cuts got fewer but deeper to a point where they were no longer oozing but bleeding freely to the ones over his wrists that gushed.