The best of the dead. most of these are taken from mentalfloss.com

Everything you don't need. Highest Ranking: #7

Living in a home dripping with silent tension, lonely teen Dylan finds refuge at school-until Kelsey is assigned to be his class project partner. Kelsey, the school outcast, is allergic to water, dresses in Gothic Lolita fashion and refuses to use technology from past the 19th century, which makes working together difficult to say the least. Invited to Kelsey's house during her sister's Halloween party, Dylan uncovers a frightening connection between Kelsey and a death that took place on her property years before. A serialized YA contemporary horror short story from the author of The Never Veil Series and Fall Far from the Tree. Kelsey and Dylan's story is over after Part 3. This collection includes three bonus UNRELATED, one-shot short stories: Five Bucks, Ego Cafe and All the Living and the Dead

How will penny's life end? Is it just the beginning or the end? Penny goes on tour with Noah around the world. Will this change anything? Will penny get jealous because of all the fans?

This story is about a Geisha and her child hood it's almost like the movie if u seen the movie you will under stand Sorry I don't remember some of the names

WARNING: if you have not read this, I suggest you don't. It sucks. Really. My writing was horrible, except for like the last chapter (epilogue). But aye, if you still want to...carry on wayward my son. A fan-made version of "Girl Online 2" aka, Fanfiction. Continuing the characters stories. Obviously, unoffical. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! (; Also, make sure you've read Girl Online by Zoe Sugg, obviously. :) p.s. since it's summer if anyone reads this, I will update frequently! (: if you have any ideas for the story message me and I'll give you credit. Also, if you want, please comment because it really helps. Thank you!!

I am considered lucky. My mama is the worlds most recognised and appreciated Queen. I have 9 brothers and sisters to keep me company, and money for us is like the ocean; endless. Yet why am I here weeping in my exorbitant bed, alone?