She was only eight when her mother passed away. With no suitable guardians, Paige was sent to live with Mino's family. Every night, Mino was there to care for her while she cried in her sleep. He was like the best friend she never had. As they got older, Paige's tears dried out and Mino was forced to direct his overflowing love towards new romantic relationships he developed. When those relationships came to a tragic end- which they often did- Paige was there to wipe his tears as he had done for her. As soon as his next relationship came around, Paige took a step back and imagined a future where she didn't have to endure the heartbreak. To her, it seemed like every second she saw Mino was another opportunity to lose her cool.

For most people, tradition consists of Christmas dinners, movie nights, and Sundays in the bakery down the street. For Leighton Carrie and Charles Elliot, tradition brings them one hundred and two stories up; to the top of the Empire State Building every first of September.

What has pushed you to believe taking your life is the answer? Are you really going to do it? What happens when death isn't as peaceful as you expected? What if a Reaper gives you something of an ultimatum? Witness first-hand what your death has brought to those around you, or remain wandering as a lost soul until you reach the point of insanity. "You can take your life, but what about the people around you? Aren't you taking theirs too?" Emily nearly laughed again, the idea was so ridiculous, but when she went to answer... she found she couldn't respond. What happens to them? ____________________ Author's Note: If you're looking for a sign not to kill yourself, this is it. [The Fighter's Series - Book 1] Formerly titled: Emily's Suicide Highest Ranking: #1 Paranormal

Do you really want to see me? Do you want to know how I look? What I am like? Are you prepared to meet me? Are you willing to let go? Are you ready to let go? You are afraid. I know. Whether you are ready or not I will come back for you. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Life for Asha Strauss was trapped in a routine. The only ONE that made her day interesting was Zach Larson. He was the epitome of perfection. Intelligent, popular, and had the face and body that was unrealistic. It was as if he had been molded by the gods themselves. She swore that he must have been an angel who fell from the heavens. The only problem was that he was one of the biggest jerks in school. Nevertheless, she remained attracted to him for some very odd reason. She knew that he was way out of her league. So, Asha did what she reckoned was best--go on living her mundane routines and steal glances at him just to add some salt and pepper into her bland life. ...Until an unforeseen near death experience changed everything. Copyright © 2012 September by ThoughtsOnPaper™ / C.J.S.L.L. All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this story or portions or ideas thereof in any form whatsoever. No part of this story, idea may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, reposting, or otherwise, without the written and signed permission of the author.

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.

Oriane Moore, the new addition to the Diana Mist College, recently discovered that she is a witch. Or more specifically, a so-called 'elemental'. It's changed her life completely. Aside from the usual hocus pocus, hexes, and talking pets, Oriane, like her fellow classmates, is supposed to have control over at least one of the affinities: Fire. Water. Air. Clay. Energy. It's bad enough being the new girl in town, but to make things worse, she hasn't discovered her affinity yet. Which makes her... pretty much human in a school full of the supernatural. While she tries to come to terms with her new identity, an imminent threat lurks in the corners of the serenely composed school. Life is tough at 'Mystic High'! Highest Ranking: #7 on Paranormal 'Hot' List Contains: Implied Student-Teacher Romance, Implied Violence © Ivana Keynes. All rights reserved. January 2015.

Paranormal attacks are on the rise and the slayers are peeved. It's double the workload, their anonymous funding will be cut if they can't do their job and it's not like anyone thanks them anyway. Jackie's more worried about her own position as apprentice, especially when she makes the mistake of leaving a witness. To make it worse he now seems to be stalking her.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

❝the truth is out there❞ [MULDER x SCULLY AU TEEN!FIC] • [COMING SOON WHEN UNI WORK DIES DOWN IN 2017]

"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.