The demons that haunt Elliott are turning him slowly insane, and the skeletons in his closet are begging him to play their sick little games. With an abusive mother breathing down his neck and horrifying secrets threatening to spill from his lips, Elliott is trapped. He knows he isn't allowed to love, but suddenly the thought has sparked his interest. Love may save him, but only he can decide who will help fight his demons. (highest rankings) #6 in Mystery/Thriller #1 in Horror *FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER: https://twitter.com/UWbooks

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

This is a book filled with my paranormal experiences. Ever since I was a kid, I've been able to see ghosts and other things, not as a normal day-to-day basis, but more than the average person. I've always known the paranormal existed, specifically ghosts. These are all true events.

If alcohol, sex, drugs and suicide tendencies were characteristic to a good hero's, Vixen would've had the world at his feet... But they're not.

"He was the best part of me, you know? He was so much more than I deserved. And he was real. He was so real it's insane. How do you go from having something so amazing, to having nothing?" ***Note: I wrote this story a while ago so the quality isn't as strong as it could be. I'm currently going through and fixing what I can. So if you get to a point where the quality changes, that's why.

HELLO! THANKS FOR CLICKING ON THIS STORY. BUT I JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS VERY OLD AND KIND OF CRINGEY. I HAVE BETTER ONES PUBLISHED! GO READ THEM INSTEAD! IF NOT, ENJOY THIS ANYWAY! It's a funny thing, love. It doesn't seem to matter who it is, or how long you've known them. When you know, you know. It can be such a gift to find that person so early in life, but can it also be a curse?

Cliché The thing that Jodie Black hate the most are clichés. She prefers jumping out the window, from the tenth floor than reading or watching a cliché book or movie. If Romeo and Juliet were true, she would be the evil villain that would shoot them straight to their hearts, before the story ends. That was one of the reasons to why almost all her friends are guys. Jodie never wished to change, even when Adam Harvey entered her life. Everyone called him 'the monster' for his looks, there were many rumors about him killing people, about him being a thief, and about him being an assassin. They were all just random rumors, rumors that Jodie never believed. But Jodie made a mistake. #27 in TeenFiction

These are experiences I had from when I was 14 up until present date. It all started when I made the biggest mistake of my life. Playing an Ouija Board!

Highest rank #2 in Humor The heat that came from his body made me almost want to embrace him. His breath fanned my face due to our closeness and I parted my lips in attempt to lose the air in my throat. His eyes travelled my actions to my lips and I watched his eyes darkening as they lingered upon them way too long. Biting his own bottom lips, he moved closer to my ear so that only I could hear what he has to say next. "Close that mouth of yours sweetheart unless you want something else inside it." __________________ Getting kidnap is one thing. Getting kidnap while you're on a walk with your grumpy cat who can't stop peeing is another. Feyona and Keyona are twin sisters. Everything about them is identical except their eye colour. What happens when one of the most powerful and cherry-tomato loving, hashtag criminal Sebastian, accidentally kidnaps Feyona instead of Keyona for the reason we're yet to find out. (Contains some mature scenes) NOTE : I HAD WRITTEN THIS BOOK WHEN I WAS A STUPID TEENAGER, SOME PARTS MIGHT MAKE YOU CRINGE AND THERE ARE HELL LOT OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Best rank: #1 in Action! Included in Action's Featured List! Amelia Reyes has been raised within an orphanage her entire life, but she just recently broke free of their grasp. The men who raised her taught her the skills of a street fighter. They taught her to take pain. They taught her how to survive. They taught her to give no mercy. They showed her pain. They gave her the 564 that is engraved on her wrist. But that 564 is a reminder. A reminder of love, of mercy, of hope. They took her innocence and her freedom, but they did not take the fire in her heart. ______________________________________________________________________ Thanks to @captainmarvel165 for designing this beautiful cover, and thanks to @LeagueofGraphics who featured it in their book and for everything they helped with for this wonderful piece of art! © 2015-2016 Katherine Hinchley (Wattpad user -MidnightStories-) All Right Reserved. No parts of this story may be transmitted/plagiarized/copied through any means without the prior written consent of the author. Nor should any part of this publication be reproduced, modified, adapted, or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the author. If you see a book similar or a copy of mine, please contact me via PM. _____________________________________________________________________ The pictures used throughout the story are not mine and all rights go to the owner/maker of the images.