Midnight Miracle is the most well liked bar in town because of its amazing reputation, but not for the reason you think. Sure it has great service, wonderful dishes and drinks, and a fantastic staff, but its also named after the biker gang of the town that appears every night and clears everyone else out. Max is a regular customer, befriending the staff and practically working as a bodyguard. When he breaks apart a fight between the town's fierce gang and a competing hotheaded group who arrives, he's in for a world of trouble. He has to pick a side, and even worse, he has to keep a large part of his past a secret. But secrets can only stay a secret for so long...

SeaMexican fanfictions that I write,then sometimes never finish or just come up with or are based off of RolePlays Yeah.

The time was right, the place was set and the invitations had been sent out. The guests were hidden behind porcelain, identities unknown. But it's that feeling of being incognito that set everyone free. Gave them the confidence to do what could not be done without the masks. They were free. To dance, to flirt, to love..... To murder. Welcome to the Masquerade. (A dark SeaMexican Fanfiction) Rated PG17 for blood, violence and language

*Prequel to Monster* The only reason for one to join the IRIS is because they have nothing left so, Max didn't expect to find everything he needed. *Thanks to Melon for the pictures on the cover

A virus had spread around the world within weeks, hundreds of people died, became on of 'them' and struggling to survive has become a daily routine. Max, Adam and Sark were one of the few groups that were still alive and now travelled through the country, trying to find their peaceful place. But was it eveything else than easy. Based on Dying Light.