Emma Miller didn't know that one run in with the school's bad boy, Aiden Black, would make her life go in all different directions. She didn't know that one little accidental bump into him would throw her into a world of drugs, violence and bad guys. Even with all that, she didn't know that one little accidental bump would cause her to fall for this certain bad boy. Join Emma in this exciting twist with love and danger.© All Rights Reserved 2013 (Lisa S.)

Harley Ross has always been the "friends-with-benefits-virgin" (a confusing combo). She'll do just about anything with a guy but have sex with them. Harley isn't one for romantic relationships or any strings attached and usually a guy like Matt wouldn't be complaining. That is until he realizes he does want her, for himself, and not to share. Of course, Harley isn't all she's been made out to be.

HORROR / SHORT STORIES - (Currently Undergoing Heavy Revisions) The following stories will feature 101 psychopathic individuals as they leave their gory mark on the world around them. In these stories, the villain always wins. There are no happy endings here. Everyone dies. These stories are purely HORROR, and reflect what I feel a horror story should be. WARNING! The following stories may be to intense for some readers. The crimes and murders depicted here are extremely graphic. There is massive amounts of VIOLENCE and GORE. These writings are not intended for the faint of heart or those with a weak stomach. I will probably cross the line more than once. Mature audiences only please. These stories are RATED PG-13 but the scenes within should not be taken lightly. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Mixture of 1st, 2nd, and 3rd drafts. WORK IN PROGRESS.

One stormy day a killer named Jeff decided to murder the Carter family but suddenly and unexpectedly changes his mind when he spots a lovely 17 year old, Robin. Is Jeff falling for her? Or did he spare her for a different reason..

In the beginning he was sweet. Cute too. But then he became obsessed. With what you ask? Me and my heart. His Obsession. Alicia thought she had found the perfect boyfriend in her new school. He brought her chocolates and flowers, took pictures of them together, held her close protectively, and tries his best to steal her heart. That is until one day, he takes stealing her heart literally.

Blind...that was her label; blind and abused by her enemies so that they could find out what makes her whole species tick, what their powers were and the best way to kill them. Her parents abused her and sold her to her enemies, and now her enemies abuse her, will she never see happiness? Her innocence destroyed, she picks up the mask of a rebel, a rebel against her enemies' race, with hundreds of thousands behind her. No mercy, nothing but blood and fire. But once she's taken into a loving home with a caring family and is retaught how to be a child again how can she rebel with teenage-girl-problems and school to keep up with?

Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind my smiling face was another one, outside the window. It was his face. Covered with a black ski mask, watching me. *** All 19-year-old Layna wanted to do was forget about the guy that broke her heart, and move on with her new boyfriend Brian. But instead, she unwittingly attracted the attention of a stalker. Someone who had been watching her every move for a month, plotting and planning for the perfect moment when he could take her. What Layna never would have expected was that when he finally kidnaps her, she would have to undergo "The Test". The Test that the girls before her had gone through. The one they failed, and payed heavily for. Will she pass The Test or will she die like the others?

~ON HOLD~ »Okay. Long, dark-brown hair. Brown eyes. Full red lips. Skin pale as milk. I'll call you Snowhite.« He grinned, content with himself. My eyes are green-brown, my lips are red because of the lipstick and really – the best metaphor for pale skin he could think of was, milk? »Hm, let's see. Perverted eyes. Arogant hair. Annoying suntan and mouth that prouduce the world's stupidest sentences. My, my…what should I call you? I know, how about the Annoying orange?« I returned that big grin right in his face. Two could play at this game, bitch!

The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards the kitten, hidden under my jacket. »One lil' kitty found another.« He smirked, amused by his own joke.

A world where drugs and sex are cool. Also, people getting eaten by other people because they have too much swag to eat real food. No. Just kidding. It's because they're zombies. Yea. Well, this. ---> Feels. Load. Of. Feels.