Lacey Waits has gotten too comfortable appealing to the good natures of the spirits she can communicate with. See, these spirits, they breathe salt on the little sills and doorways to keep the evil out. But when she moves back to Iowa for the spring and a little Jane Doe asks for her help in bringing justice to her gruesome murder - and when Lacey subsequently denies her request - the restless spirits see no reason to stick around, allowing demons and ghouls with lesser-than-holy intentions to wreak havoc. Caught in constant danger, it's up to Lacey to get on the case of Jane Doe's death, rescue a childhood friend from a string of missing persons cases, and regain the good graces of the dead before she joins them at the hand of evil entities and water that just keeps on rising. *Previously featured on the @mystery profile* *Featured on @Paranormal's "Life After Death" reading list* *Featured on @Ghost's "Bustling Ghosts" reading list* *Featured on @crime's "Policing the Paranormal" reading list* *cover by cosettetapes*

Mortician hates her name, loves her father, misses her mother, and is obsessed with the idea of death. Then again, who wouldn't be, with the relationship with death that comes from having such a name? She has one good friend, a girl with a name that's almost as strange as hers, and she has a pretty good life. Her mother is dead, but her father is alive. Plus, she has a few mementos. Then, Mortician is kidnapped, and all hell breaks loose. Literally. She goes to hell, with a woman straight out of Egyptian mythology, and is told that her mother wasn't human. Of course, neither is she. . . . Fear, terror, and darkness unknown await us in the night, but only burns and squinted eyes await me in the light.

DON'T READ ITS SO STUPID I WROTE IT LONG AGO AND UGH. Read it later. Like, when I change the title. Or book name. Whatsoever. ---

Katie Holmes is a caffeine addict. Between college, and taking care of her brother, it's acceptable. Though, it doesn't help that the cafe down the street is full of handsome baristas, including one William Cerak in particular who has a mysterious scar on his wrist. Synopses will be the death of my publishing career.

Isabelle is just your average 13-year-old girl. She lives in Boston, Massachusetts, and ultimately leads a picturesque life. But her entire being is thrown into turmoil when she passes a test to get into the Center for Curious Teenagers. Suddenly, the girl who lead a perfect life is forced to face a parallel universe with the help of an old friend, a worker at CCT, and a newfound buddy. What Isabelle didn't realise when she started was that she was going to be risking her entire current life just to find out who she was- just to find out her Identity- and the chances were slim she'd return.

Ashley Cox, failed magician, has never been the least bit magical. However, when she becomes involved in a sinister plot centred around her workplace, she needs a miracle to escape. She must succeed where she has always failed, and become completely invisible. She needs to hide, not just in shadows, but in plain sight. In short: she needs a mask.

The fifth age has ended and now the sixth age is a society that revolves around a story because the people believe that by following this story, they are saving the world. Starlit doesn't believe in this story and then is forced to run into the unknown trees of the forest, where she finds something utterly shocking... "Better than Divergent and The Hunger Games combined!!!!" LDD0605 says

The Mayans were right.....almost. On the 23rd of December 2012, the Earth witnessed beautiful harmless meteor showers all round the planet. Beginning on the 25th of December, the world did end for the humans. The earth did not implode, the stars did not come crashing down, no giant tsunamis hit the coastlines nor did the seas and oceans have raging fires. But one prediction for the Apocalypse did come true. The dead had risen. Not for judgment by the Lord, that may not have been as scary. Very hungry and with uncommon pack intelligence they were a different breed of the undead from those seen in Hollywood. Initially only the recently dead awoke, then everyone who died on or after that day came back alive. The problem: majority of the world had died; the line for the recently resurrected was endless. But as always, humanity endures. Survival has always been something the human race has been good at. This time it will be the survival of the fittest. (Cover : Cataclysm)

Jordan's life changed the moment she met Jesse Jacobsen. He was immature, cocky, and the most annoying boy she had ever met in her entire life. And he fell hopelessly in love with her at first sight. Four years later and nothing much has changed between them. Though academically bright, Jordan isn't exactly the smartest when it comes to love. Even though at times Jesse makes it clearly obvious how he feels about her, she just doesn't get it. Or... she's deeply in denial. After being sent away because of their bad behavior, Jordan finds out Jesse's biggest secret. As they grow closer, they find themselves getting deeper and deeper into something that seems impossible to get out of. She must keep her growing relationship with her enemy a secret from everyone close to her. Her life, and theirs, depends on it. (Watty Awards 2011 Winner)

Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"