The Joker is as crazy as they say. And he finally meets someone who's not scared of him. This 'someone' is a 19 year old girl with an unknown past. So, welcome to jokers world. Warning- may contain graphic scenes of violence intended for a mature audience.

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

After a series of mysterious deaths, that looked like forced accidents, the town of Bridgeport is in constant fear of who's next. Including, Anne who wasn't worried until her best friend was found dead in the middle of the woods, she was crucified with upside down crosses craved into her arms. All seems safe until Anne feels she is being watched by a dark figure. She ignores it but regrets it soon after she is meets Dan. . . . WARNING: For mature audiences, contains gore, sexual activity, drugs, and overall mature content. May offend some readers.

Poetry Collection: A collection of poetry about death, depression, grief, pain, struggles, and all those bad things in life.

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?