Before Spencer Crest left, he called you ‘doc’. He was your favourite patient, and in return, you were his favourite psychiatrist. You understood him in a way nobody else could. You didn’t know where he came from, who his parents were, or how he knew you, but you never turned him away when he came knocking on your office doors well after hours. But then your favourite patient stopped coming. You asked around, but nobody in town seemed to know him. You never heard from Spencer Crest again. Until he started calling you. Cover Credit: Photo by Willko (willko.deviantart.com/) Design by Go_Figure Trailer Credit: Trailer made by me. WARNING: Contains some gruesome scenes and foul language. Read at your own risk.

[A psychological thriller] When you can't even pay for a bottle of water, you might want a friend like Casper. This may be hard considering he's the God-given prophet of Seabrook high; the type of kid who offers existential philosophies on a Monday and spews poetry the next. Friends are a select few for Casper, and Holden doesn't have the right kind of luck for a golden ticket. But he isn't worried. After all, to win the heart of a prophet, all you need is intelligence. And intelligence is all he's got. Cover credit: Photo by Martin Stranka. Design by toska_. Trailer Credit: Clips from Xavier Dolan films. Made by me.

Keenan goes by many names. The Death King is one of them. He had grown accustomed to living his life with one set plan: only talk to humans when you absolutely need to. He craves the trouble they have to offer and gains excitement from their bloodshed. After obtaining what he needs, Keenan forgets about them by their last breath. But fate has a different plan in store for him, and Keenan finds that humans aren’t as simple as they seem.

Nobody knew where Jack came from. Nobody knew when he’d ever leave. From the moment he arrived at Saint Dymphna Asylum, Jack hadn’t uttered a word. He stayed voiceless and lost in his own world. Most figured that his past was terrible. Some guessed that he went to hell, but never came back. Suddenly, on a rainy day in October, Jack opens his mouth. And the truth is frightening. WARNING: This book contains evidence of homosexuality and use of foul language. Read at your own risk. Cover credit: Photo by Noil Klune (www.noilklune.com) Design by: simba-aa Trailer credit: Trailer made by me.

~A Former Wattpad Featured Story~ After a night of drinks and fun at a bachelor party, Ricardo Gonzalez and six others find themselves stuck inside an abandoned hospital the morning after. Having little to no memory of the events from the previous night, he wakes up confused inside a locked room. A short moment later a voice from a radio emerges, informing him and the others of their current situation. On the wall is a list of rules written in red, and the rules talk of two wolves among the group. The participants are being forced to play a sick variation of the party game called 'Mafia.' In order to survive, the rest must find out the identity of the two wolves and kill them before they do. Only one side may remain, and only death awaits the participants if the time limit is reached and there is no clear victor. Will Ricardo have what it takes to survive this ordeal? If it comes down to it, will he have it in him to kill his own family? - - - [For those asking/assuming, this story has absolutely *nothing* to do with werewolves] This is my oldest work, and probably my worst one in terms of writing skill lol but please do enjoy it!

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION Seven letters, seven confessions, seven clues. Elliot Parker has what he needs to find out who killed his best friend... But is he hunting down the killer? Or is the killer hunting him? ***** When Colton Crest returns, unharmed, to his small town after mysteriously disappearing for two months, his best friend Elliot Parker breathes a sigh of relief. But days later, on the night before graduation, Elliot finds Colton in the lake. Dead. And on the day of his funeral, Elliot finds a letter in his jacket pocket with four words that send him spiralling: I killed Colton Crest. There are six more letters to find, six more confessions about Colton, six more clues to uncover why he was murdered. Elliot has no choice but to play this sick scavenger hunt, and with each new revelation, he begins to question whether he really knew Colton - or anyone else in that little town of dark secrets. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]