Blessed-or cursed-with a connection to the souls of others, Sloan Jordan can see the best in people... and the worst. For twenty-seven years, she's kept her ability a secret, but eleven young women have been murdered in the mountains of North Carolina, and Sloan may be the only hope of finding their killer. She has just agreed to help Detective Nathan McNamara with the case, when a stranger-who is as alluring as he is terrifying-shows up at her doorstep with a dark past and another puzzling mystery: she can't see his soul at all. Now Sloan is on the hunt for a deadly psychopath with two irresistible men. One of them would die for her, and the other would kill to keep her safe. **THE SOUL SUMMONER is in stores now.

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

**A Wattpad Featured Story** Madison Carlisle isn't just popular, she's the one girls want to be and the guys want to be with. But what's a girl to do when a new kid threatens to upend the social ladder she's worked so hard to climb? With plenty of gossip, parties, rumors, and more than a little chemistry (academic and otherwise), Madison's world is about to be turned on its head.

**Officially published as Clique Bait with HarperTeen!** Payment is usually a part of a basic transaction. You give and then you take. But, at Arlington Preparatory, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay. Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart? Highest rank: #1 in teen fiction cover by @supernovass

Every year, the girls assemble in the music room. The boys don't have a clue about what happens in there. But, it is the history of the school- The Boyfriend Games. Three girls from each level, from sophomores to seniors would get picked to participate. They would be assigned a boy in their school, and their goal was to make him fall in love with them. What made it hard was the distractions and the fact that the boy chosen would be the opposite of the girl. Emerald has been lucky for the last two years, but when her name is pulled out, she knows she's in deep shit. The boy assigned to her? Blake Richards. He is her worst nightmare, and the biggest player in their school. People say that he goes through girls like a man that was in a desert for a week goes through water.

"Who the hell are you?" A boy demanded. He had tousled, chestnut hair. His green eyes were wide with confusion and red from irritation. The boy was also shirtless, paired with red and blue striped boxers. He was, after all, attractive. His abs shown a deep indent in his chest and I forced my eyes not to linger. "Who are you?" I sputtered. He squinted. "I'd like to think you have the common decency to answer me first. You just sprayed me with mace." I frowned, not enjoying his attitude, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Lindsey. Lavender's best friend." I explained as if he should've known. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't included in the handbook." He spit. I smirked. "Well I'm sleeping here." "So am I." (Volume 1 of The Run) © 2015 Sydney Wray ~ "YES YES YES I LOVE THIS STORY FOR THIS EXACT REASON!!!! U ALWAYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY." -justanotherfan11 ~ "Soo cute❤️❤️" -lovetoreadlikealways ~ "I love your book The Run it made me have so many emotions your a amazing writer." -katie3214 ~"I love this story so much!!"-KenniTheMutt ~ "omg i can't even...i am hyperventilating..oh god oh god." ~"IM CRYING I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT." -WalkingOnTheMoonlight ~ "WHAT?!?!?!?! U know how I was hyperventilating? Yeah I think I just passed out." -justanotherfan11 ~"My reaction to this chapter: no.......no...NO NO NO NO NOOOOOONOONONOONON!!!!!!" -xxstarbrghtxx

"Two shots. And I just knew who had been the targets. I knew whose heads those guns had aimed at. Will's eyes met mine over the table, and we both saw the despair in each others eyes. Once again, no words were needed. Two bullets. Our lives would never be the same." Fourteen year old Cassidy Wildeman is fighting for her and her family's lives. They're starving, and she has no way to save them but to kill herself. Before she get the chance to commit suicide, she's reaped into the 69th Hunger Games. She is soon sucked into a dangerous game of lies, love, revolution, hate, loyalty and death... Where only one can survive.

Gold is an extremely popular boyband consisting of three gorgeous young men; Rian, Luke, and Noah. When they choose to attend the private academy Oakwood, most of the students are besides themselves with excitement. Then there's Iris. She likes the band, sure. But she's not as starstruck as some of the others. Having a famous brother will do that to you. Which is why Gold takes notice of her and why she's suddenly entangled in their shenanigans... and in some cases, their love lives.