[ BOOK TWO ] ❝ fear is a proof of the degeneracy of the mind. ❞ Kasey McCall has been through more than enough of supernatural drama over the last year or so. Just when she thinks that maybe she can get a taste of being a normal teenage girl, she's sucked away from it. Human sacrifices are plaguing Beacon Hills, and once again Scott and his pack take it upon themselves to try and save the town. When they are finally able to put an end to the Darach's reign... a much more dangerous evil steps in it's place, in the form of Stiles Stilinski and Kasey McCall. You can only stay sane for so long, especially when losing your mind can win the game of life and death. [ 3a & 3b ]

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All my life I've moved from one town to another, leaving all of the friends I make behind. I've said the words, "Hi, I'm Clara Argent." one too many times. After a while, I've learned not to become attached to anyone when I transfer to a new school. Everything hurts too much when I leave. My twin sister, Allison, and I have been inseparable ever since we were kids. When we are the new kids at school, we stick close to each other, not too quick to make new friends. Beacon Hills High School is different. Strange things have been happening that shouldn't exist; things like shape-shifters, hunters, werewolves. Not to mention a guy that seems to be the cause of all the trouble known as Derek Hale that seems to have taken an interest in me. Secrets are hidden in this town and I can't help, but want to discover what all of them are. cover by: @sighstiles

3 years ago, my Step Dad adopted a son. His name was Hunter. For 13 years of his life, Hunter was neglected and abused by his parents. Beaten and raped, Hunter knew nothing good of the world. His Father eventually became a socio-path and shot the Mother. But as he was about to kill Hunter, Police arrived. The Dad shot himself instead. Hunter is now 16 and has been living in my family for 3 years. It's an understatement to say that we don't get along. Hunter is just angry at the world. He drinks and smokes and swears and fights. He kicks me and punches me simply because he's scared. He pushes everyone away. He has flashbacks and nightmares and can't seem to take anymore. Though I know he has reasons for being such an inconsiderate asshole, I still hate him. Our family has now moved to Cyprus. We're only staying for a while, so we just got a small appartment. Bad part about that? It's got 2 rooms. Me and Hunter have to share. At first I hate it. But then over the weeks, I begin to see how broken Hunter Storm really is. He's not just a dick, he's scared. And I'm slowly starting to comfort him through his troubles. We're getting somewhere, but then the worst possible thing happens. But strangley, it's bringing us closer. He's sleeping in my bed, he's crying to me, he's holding my hand. I'm holding him at night, I'm wearing his hoodies, I'm smiling at his touch. Before I even realize it, I'm in love. { Strong Language Throughout! Includes Physical/Sexual Abuse Scenes & Sex Please Don't Read If Bad Language Makes You Cry. But If You Like Hot Emo Boys With Lip Rings, Read Ahead ^.^ }

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer