"Agent 864, I want you to hurt her, not physically, but mentally. Make her as weak as a napkin, exhaust her until she breaks as if she is being thrown against a wall like a glass vase. Suck out every single emotion she has and then bring her here - totally empty. I want you to destroy her." ~*~ There is something hidden inside the walls of Holmes Chapel, something - or someone - powerful without knowing it. Many seek for it, doing things for it the daylight could not even handle and with finally having found out who holds the secret hidden deep under her skin, Agent 864 gets the mission to rip it out of Olivia's body, but uses a very unique way to succeed. {Themes; psychological thriller, romance, mature, & science fiction.} Highest position in ranking: Mysterie / Thriller #1 / Sciencefiction #1

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

its funny how sometimes the thing that we love the most can be the thing that kills us

about the girl that loved colors almost as much as she loved him. book one of the suicide series.

"And why should I help you?" She sneered, a look of disgust obviously on her features. "Because, princess, I need a movie, and you need a crown." malums © 2014

‘He went out of the room. In his boxers. Again. Like the laws and principles of the universe, which were scientifically proven, I couldn’t help but scowl. He smirked. “Well, stop drooling all over me.” I wrinkled my nose. “Right. Good luck with your delusions.” With that, I prepared to leave. Cam’s jaw twitched. He walked closer to me. Closer still. His green eyes held me in place. Before I knew it, he was standing inches from me. I was holding my breath. He smiled confidently. “Falling in love with me?” I didn’t know why... but I was speechless.’ Seventeen year-old Shea Collins’s life was pretty much falling apart. She was flunking her Physics class, she has a hundred bucks to pay to a long-lost childhood friend she could barely remember, she was receiving anonymous declarations of love from a secret admirer (which were completely embarrassing), and now her spot on the school paper is in jeopardy. What she wants: To keep her spot as the feature editor of the school paper. How she plans to do it: To survive being a phantom writer. A writer no one would know of. A mystery. Someone who would write gossips and rumors about students. Who she’s planning to target: Oh, just the biggest jerk of the century—Camden Sun. What she’s going to get: Trouble. Lots of it. What she didn’t expect: The unexpected (duh). Love.

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

Samantha Davis is 18 years old and since she was a little girl she focused on dancing ballet and becoming a professional dancer. Her mother is her biggest fan and pushes her through auditions and tries to get her famous but as she didn't make it through the ballet theater audition another opportunity opens for her. Knowing that her mother wouldn't let her she lies to her and makes her first own decision in her life. She never knew how much trouble that decision would bring with. Maybe if she would have known she would never even accepted the opportunity. But then again she wouldn't have met him.