**Notice: this is a rough of the story, it will have mistakes here and there so please don't be alarmed, this is not meant to be a professional or final copy, although it is in the works to be published sometime soon! Thank you!** One year ago, I would have laughed if you told me I would be a survivor in a zombie apoc...
Dark things swarm around the city. Newspaper-boys are lured into houses, strange mansions whisper into musicians' ears, old men tell tales of vampires, drums boom in the Savannah, children worship false gods and priests begin to question the very foundations of the universe. And all this has something to do with a...
Kaitrix, an eighteen year old boy, dies full of regret and sorrow. Before his death, he receives visions or dreams about his future, telling of him and his two life long friends, Kasey and Kaline's untimely demise. He saw his best friends get murdered right in front of him, and his sanity slowly slips away. Kaitrix r...
You just arrived at your new apartment in L.A. and are waiting for your favorite YouTuber, Markiplier, to upload, but when his videos are late and you hear a crash from next door, you never would have guessed who you're living next to... Romance is blooming, but it isn't all tiny boxes and rainbows. The Internet is...
Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.
This isn’t a love story, it’s a love adventure. First love’s a killer, but so is seventeen-year-old Annabelle Blanc. She was raised to be an assassin and taught to never fall in love. She’s at the top of her game until she meets Gabriel Sanchez. Totally devoted to her profession, she’s never been naive. Except for whe...
My name is Violet Barrow. I am a quarter blood witch and three quarters marked. I've watched my family members die in my arms and my home burn to ash. My best friend betrayed us only days before I was ripped from everything I knew, or everything I always thought I knew. They call me a betrayer and perhaps I am. But on...