Picture this: Your at a FBI station in a interrogation room. Your nervous and you hands are sweaty. You committed a crime that you didn't do and they know that. They just want to hear your story. The story of how 5 high school students of your age are dead. There is one of your friends in the room next door. All you have to do to see her is to tell the story. What would you do? He would tell his story of how his perfect after school "club" turned into a living hell that would only end in tragedy.

Ruby Miller has her summer all planned out. Sitting by the pool. Babysitting for some extra cash. Packing for college. All of that changes when a fan video Ruby and her best friend, Iris, create goes viral gaining their little fansite a ton of hits and the attention of the big wigs in Hollywood. Ruby and Iris fall into the world of actors, movie sets, teen stars and elusive artists. Not only is their friendship put to the test when Ruby's cast in the lead role of the newest zombie flick, she must straddle the line between fiction and reality, love and lust, and being true to herself.

People pray when a situation is hopeless. They pray after disasters, after attacks, after bombings. People pray as a last resort when nothing more can be done. In recent evens such as the attacks on Paris and the bombings in Lebanon, people have prayed because there was nothing people could do about the lives lost. The events were tragic and the people couldn't stop the suffering. People pray as a last resort. If you can better a situation, you do. But when you can't, and you know you can't, all you can do is pray. Recently, I have found myself praying about things like a math test and English quizzes. After what happened in Paris last week, I've come to realise that there's more important things to pray about instead of a grade. My heart goes out to all the brave souls in Paris who remain undefeated. We will all #prayforparis. Let this be a lesson to all that even in the events of tragedy, the world goes on, and all we can really do is be thankful for life.

***REQUESTS ON HOLD*** Helloooo ladies. So this is a random book of complaints I have about...Welp...being a girl. Helloooo curious boys. If I were you I wouldn't read this. You cannot unsee crazy girl things. I'm sorry if boys (or girls, though I don't see why) find anything I say offensive. The main purpose is to make you laugh. Not to offend anyone. Highest Ranking: #1 in Humor Highest Ranking: #1 in Random Note: This Book Has Changed Categories (unfortunately) Due To The Wattpad Guidelines This book is updated almost everyday.

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]]

This is a collection of short stories I write/co-wrote at a class I went to over the summer called Speculative Fiction. Don't judge me too harshly.

Wan and Quill go to school together and have decided to write a book concerning their experiences. This is gonna be... Weird as all hell. A/N: Yes this is under Horror. It's a joke. Shut up.