Picture this: You're alone in your house with your parents away for occasion. And right now you are practically texting away in your phone or playing video games like what every teenager would do. But here's the catch, You don't know where and/or who are your parents, you don't have friends, you don't own any phones, gadgets, etc. And you're basically living all alone in a run down apartment, somewhere in the outskirts of town near the woods, away from society. You can ALMOST relate this situation to Aoi Moriyama, A 17-year-old with a complicated past, a criminal record at a young age and has a major sweet tooth. One night, she met an uninvited guest-some kind of killer, rather-who is known as a "Creepypasta" in her apartment, and started dragging her to a home filled with Creepypastas just like him, which will leave Aoi a long roller coaster ride. Will she be able to deal with a family like this? A dysfunctional family? The Creepypastas include: Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, Ben Drowned, Sally, Smile Dog, Masky, Hoodie, and Ticci Toby. Previously known as 'Living With Killers' (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)

Don't you have that one time when you did something really stupid at school, and your parents were going to cook you over a fire? This book is all about what NOT to do/say to school! Copyright 2015 A l e y a h (Steal my stuff, I will cut off your eyelids so you can't blink!) All rights reserved. AWESOME COVER by the one and only @JakePatt Highest ranking: 1 6/18/16 EFWNJHWIU H YAS

Blank, everything was blank. White, just plain white. Not a single thing from the past two years was in my memories, I had no idea how I got to the hospital; that I went to France, that I came back and most important that I lost my mother. I just couldn't remember anything as if I had erased all of my memories from the past years. I just couldn't. "So how are you dealing with all of this so far?" Nina asked me once we were alone. "Like shit, I don't remember anything as hard as I try I can't and it's frustrating. It's like trying to watch TV when there is Static at the end it makes my head hurt." I said with a sight. "The doctor said to give it some time you can just expect for it to come back in one hit, do you?" She said. I shrugged. "I just feel that with this memory loss I'm hurting people." I said. "You are not hurting anyone Alex; everyone is happy that are okay, that you are alive." Nina said. But even I knew that it was huge lie, but I guess I was getting the chance I deserved to make things right. Copyright of all the songs used to: Avril Lavigne & RCA Records and EMI Music Records

As the only daughter to one of the most powerful Mafia families, Shay has sought to figure out her own path despite the overbearing pressures from her Family. After a family dispute leads to Shay and her mother to go into hiding, Shay attends Elite academy--her own perfect Hell. With an incredibly awful (or ingenious) disguise, Shay's new identity is going well until Jacob Smith shows out of nowhere. Not only does he seem to know every right button to push, but he also seems to know everything about her. Shay's seemingly normal school life explodes with a new set of problems. Old and new enemies are coming for her and she needs to choose whether she will carry the Ricca name. Goodbye Nerd Disguise, hello old identity, old life, old friends, and new enemies. It's the Family business, where plotting someone's assassination is just part of the daily duty. (Unedited first draft) FYI title may be misleading at first.

Avalon is a demigod who isn't supposed to exist. Only she and another demigod named Ivan know about her parentage. She is different, even for a half-blood. Her powers are only possessed by herself and her godly parent. Her mother had forsaken the company of men a long time ago, and Avalon was not born naturally. She was born by magic, when a goddess had been forced to bring her into the world. Now she has to make a place for herself in a world where she has no right to live as she finds Camp Half-Blood and gets her quest. Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

I write little quote things. They are situations that I have experienced. Some are positive, some are negative. It depends on the experience. Enjoy them!

Lines We Forget is now published and available in both e-book and paperback on Amazon and at all good book retailers. *** Love never comes easy, especially to those who aren't prepared for it... Twenty-four-year-old musician Charlie Stone has always played the classics. It's just another day of playing the same old songs when he notices her-Anna Garrett, a beauty with cold-bitten, rosy cheeks and a coffee cup clutched in her hands. Five songs later, and she's still standing there. He vows to steal her heart the only way he knows how. In the heart of London, chance encounters are few and far between, but a warm melody can bring people together... New day, same old disappointments. Anna Garrett believes her luck at finding love has stalled before it's even started when she's stood up for a second date with a friend of her housemate. But when she sees a handsome musician playing his heart out, everything changes. Memories come flooding back. As she listens to the music, Anna realises she must take matters of love and luck into her own hands. When opposites attract, sparks fly... After a series of wonderful, unconventional dates, feisty Anna and hopeless romantic Charlie declare their love for each other. But their newfound bond is rocked to its core by a New Year's Eve party gone awry that threatens to throw them off course. Finally, a bright future appears to be within their grasp. But when Anna's world fractures and distance comes between them, the real work begins. Will their love go on in perfect harmony, or become another old song full of Lines We Forget? *** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Copyright (c) 2016 J. E. Warren & Limitless Publishing Cover Copyright (c) 2016 J.E. Warren

[1st installment of the KP Series] Elizabeth always knew she was a special sort. Her family and friends knew too. She's an introvert and feels like a weirdo wherever she goes, even in her own home. But what happens when she encounters a man known to the world as a notorious monster? Jeff the killer. She never thought he was real; only stories told at school to freak people out. And now that he's come into her life, she'll discover just why she's so special. Monsters, killers, wraiths, and supernatural entities--how special can one get? There will be love, and loss, and triumph, and hope, all for a greater purpose: The human realm needs a protector, and that's Elizabeth. --- [S E Q U E L : Cruel & Blue (Eyeless Jack story)] *****-1st Place in Jeff the Killer-***** Cover art by: Asur-Fallinplim on deviantArt Disclaimer: Most, if not all, CreepyPastas presented throughout this story do not belong to the author. All credit goes to the original creators of those characters, anonymous or not.

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