The revolution has begun.

"My beautiful Puppet Boy and my beautiful Puppet Girl." A teenage boy and girl find themselves trapped in the lair of a crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ #1 in horror - 12/6/15 [featured - 12/30/15] IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Sirius Black told Harry that there were four Marauders. He told Harry that his best friends in school were James, Remus and Peter. He told Harry that there were three unregistered Animagi at the time he was at Hogwarts. He lied. There was another, only one other, who Sirius never mentioned. Perhaps because they had a falling out... perhaps because something happened to her. Rowan Mulciber is the missing Marauder, and this is her story.

*Co-written with MyChemicalRachel* Frank is a student at university of south florida, living in a dorm all by himself. on a hot sleepless night, frank decides to go on twitter and pass the time going through his feed. he notices the account of a comic artist from new york and decides to find out more about this guy. but what happens when he gets more information than he was ready for?

As far as lazy roommates go, Death is probably as bad as they come. Rosa Delgada only wants a nice, ordinary weekend. When some guy claiming to be the Reaper comes knocking on her door, any plans of normality are thrown straight out of the window. Now she's got to worry about Death sleeping on her sofa, the forces of evil hunting down her new roommate, and - worst of all - all the post-break-up comfort food she keeps eating. And to make matters worse, Death is almost certainly going to go down in the record books as being the universe's least helpful roommate. He may be a horseman of the apocalypse but he'll be damned if he doesn't do the dishes. But life's going to get a whole lot harder for Rosa. Death's sudden holiday is resulting in some grizzly repercussions, and now all of the Underworld is out to drag him back. There's only so far sarcasm and strawberry ice cream will get you.

❝Hello there, this is Teen Confessions Helpline, what's the problem? Feel free to confess anything you like and we'll be there to help you every step of the way!❞ ❝I know this is heavy but I've been feeling like I kind of...want to kill myself.❞ When Damien Carson, a depressed lonely teenager, calls a teen helpline to find one reason not to kill himself, he meets optimistic and bubbly Harry Potter fangirl Eva Adams. And in a series of phone calls, fangirl freakouts, promises, weird slash fanfictions, and bondings over Harry Potter puns, maybe he'll find a reason after all. a story about heartbreak, suicide, depression, love, friendship and two misfits that fits together like torn halves of a love letter.

The year is 2029 and Korse has taken over. BL/ind owns anything and everything, even the minds of the citizens in Battery city. That's why we fight. Who might we be? Why, we are the Killjoys, a ragtag team that goes against anything Korse says. We embrace creativity, color, and basically being free. Guess that's why Ole' Korse hates us so much, huh? I guess I should tell you about myself if you want to make it in the Zones. My Killjoy name is Angel's Echo. Don't ask for my real one, I don't remember it anyway. I am 22 years old. I am- was in love with Party Poison, leader of Zone 6. My brother is- or was Fun Ghoul, another Killjoy from Zone 6. It was only last month when they along with two more of my friends were slaughtered on a mission to save me and the Girl. Now I live solely to see Korse and the rest of BL/ind fall.

《Gerard is an alien.》 《Peyton is a telepathic human.》 《Gerard's never seen anything beautiful, he doesn't know what beauty is, until he meets Peyton.》

After a failed suicide attempt, Frank Iero is placed into an induced coma to prevent any further self harm. While he's asleep, he's visited by what he believes is an angel who sings to him. When Frank finally awakens, it becomes his obsession to find who the voice belongs to. [[Trigger Warning! Suicide-- do not take this warning lightly. Suicide is a main theme. Pretty explicit self-harm, child abuse, underage drinking, reckless behavior, and depression. If you notice anything else that needs tagged, please let me know!]]

"You're exactly the same as me, Lynx. You look down on yourself, just like I do." Gerard's voice raises, but it's not meant to be threatening. "And I don't want you to be like me... I care about you, y'know?" This story is not mine, I have simply taken the original (with permission from the author, burn bright) and added it to Wattpad so that it may have more views.