Zalgo is taking over the world and its up to Jane, an emo girl, to save it! Also, she meets a guy who she instantly LOOOOVVVVEEEESSS! Read now to find out what else happens in this AMAZING book!
If someone had told me that I would fall in love with a killer, I wouldn't have believed them. No. Back then, the thought of losing myself to such a person seemed stupid. Or even a bit far fetched. But ever since I lost my baby, I began to change. I could no longer feel anything, my heart so hollow that I couldn't ev...
Revenge. That is the only thing Michael Moss could think about after his mother's death. Eleven years ago, Michael's mother went missing after Michael told her a monster was under his bed. She told him it was going to be alright. But she was wrong. When she went to take 'the monster' down, she never came back. Now at...
Hailey has what she calls a sufficient enough life. She has an understanding mother, an amazing younger brother and a loving older brother. To top it off, she is one of the most popular girls in school, well loved by her fellow peers and a definite possible candidate for head cheerleader. Until he comes. Hailey sudde...
**PREQUEL TO THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I'm not your average guy. Besides the outrageously weird name of Falin and the fact that my hair is whiter than Slenderman's face, I must be sure to mention that I live the killer's life. I must also say that it's simply. . . the best. Just going around, killing. Torturing. I...
*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get ove...
**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me...
One boy. One boy with thousands of mental disorders. One boy with an obsession for cracking his neck. One boy against the world. Where's your petty insults now, America? his name is Ticci Toby, and you'll never find him. Because the boy you used to know is long gone
**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the in...