(The Triumvirate Histories Book Four) What does the world think when a girl who'd been dead for three months turns up at the site of a huge CIA raid, which ended up with an explosion and four deaths? That she might have been in a stickier situation before than they'd known. What did they think would happen when she had a major panic attack after she realized that everything about her was gone, locked away in her mind? Well, obviously what did happen...or else they wouldn't have been prepared to knock her out again with morphine. And just who would that girl be? Me, Emmy Alexander...at least, that's who they told me I was. You know the stories of people with amnesia after a traumatic accident. They don't remember weeks, months, or maybe even a few years of their lives. I'd call them lucky, because they at least had a foundation to build on. Me? I couldn't remember a thing when I'd woken up after they'd knocked me out after my panic attack. I couldn't remember me, my family, my best friend, how I'd gotten the burns and cuts that now marred my body... I couldn't remember whose green eyes haunted my dreams every single night. My therapist said that my memories might come back in my dreams, when my subconscious mind was free to be revealed. And so far, she'd been right. Parts of my life were slowly coming back to me - my father's laugh, my mother's smile, my brother Jason's and best friend Drake's annoying overprotectiveness. But there were others that I couldn't explain - a tale of secret societies, puzzle keys, bronze boxes, and break-ins to museums and government buildings around the world. It wasn't until I saw those eyes on a man, who seemed so familiar that it made my heart ache, from across a gallery in the Louvre. A man who introduced himself as John Raymond. And it didn't take me very long to realize that maybe, just maybe, he was the key to everything.

Dedicated to BookBird1497, I worked up the courage to write this when I was reading your hetalia fanfiction. Thanks, Bookie. ------ 'Ey, my name is Dallas Erlosch. If you don't know, that's pronounced Errl-ohssch. People say it wrong a lot, but that's just because it's German, and people who don't understand basic german always pronounce the 'sch' as 'shh'. Annoying, i'nt it? But that's o-k, because you don't need to ever say my last name. Heck, you don't even gotta know my first name, just call me Stakesby. That's been my nickname for just about forever. I don't remember how I got to be called Stakesby. Ya' know, I'm surprised I can even remember my real name... Cuz' I don't remember anything else from before I died. ------ Dallas “Stakesby“ Erlosch died at the age of 19... About fifty-four years ago, that is. And he's been trapped here, between Heaven and Hell ever since. Unable to move on until he learns about his life and death, Stakesby must find a certain person who can help him. Will Stakesby find that special person, and will said person be able to aid him in his search?

As a child Venus had an Imaginary friend like any other kid. When she wakes up one morning to find him claiming he's not really imaginary, but her Kupid. Things take a drastic turn as he reveals he's accidentally gambled away her life for a game.

"You and I both know that any girl would kill to be in your position, with me, right now." He smirks, knowing that what he's said is completely and utterly true. Lea Wilson and River Parker don't mix; they don't like the same things, their lives are majorly different. But, what if these two people who are least expected to spend time with each other are doing exactly that? And, not only at school but at home as well. After Lea's house falls apart due to a termite infestation, the Wilson's are invited to stay at an old family friend's mansion of a house. The family friend also happens to be River's father. I'll give you time to digest that information. Yes, you're right. The sarcastic nerd and the egotistical heart-throb live under the same roof and encounter a series of events that make the two do something they didn't think would happen. They grow closer, and closer, and closer, until...well, you'll have to find that out for yourself. Follow them through their adventures of falling in love, getting their hearts broken, and learning lessons that explain there is more to life than they have ever imagined. WARNING(S): Strong Language & Mild Sexual Imagery. UNCOMPLETE. EDITING. ◊ The book trailer to the side is made by @starsandsky ◊ The book cover is made by @LightningStorms

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Never anger the spirits. Those who die painful improper deaths will return with only vengeful thinking. Jeanne and her friends who live a long life filled with immortality never knew the true meaning of unfair death. Until...now.