You and your lover Hanzo have taken things a giant step further. Through your relationship will he become a master marksman in more ways than one.

(Book 1) In a world where a virus has spread turning most of the population into flesh eating monsters, there are two friends partying it up in New Orleans when the infection hits. Far away from home, they are trapped and trying to make sense of all that has happened with the help of new friends and enemies along the way. Zombies aren't the only thing to fear... Copyright © 2013 by N_D_Iverson All Rights Reserved. (Warning: This is the unedited, raw first draft) **The edited and polished version, with bonus content and a never before seen chapter, is now available on all eBook retailer websites!**

❝What happened to just messing around?❞ (G!p you)

"It appears I have gotten stuck in my closet, hopefully a certain birb will help me out of this predicament."

It turns out, Jaiden and James, despite popular belief, do have feelings for each other. However, they try to keep it a secret for as long as possible... but will they keep that secret forever? After someone finds out where Jaiden lives, she then decides to move in with James. After they become romantically involved, things start to get more serious, for their relationship, and their secret stalker.

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

Love the creepy side of Japan? On the surface, all that people hear about Japan is their rich culture, and how weird some of their customs and inventions are. But aside from that, there is a darker side of Japan, including their unsettling urban legends. From different colored toilet paper to a poem that might curse you, this book will show you many of their urban legends are odd and downright creepy. And trust me, they will also show you yet another example of how weird Japan is. Oh, Japan... how I love you so much. The cover art is by an artist named Takato Yamamoto.

A group of 5 students decide that it would be a good idea to investigate an old 'haunted' house. There had been reports of many suicides in the building and too many ghost stories to keep up with. Little did they know that they were in no way prepared for what they were about to face.

"Whaaat? You don't like it? Well too bad- You wasted your soul on it!" You've heard stories and rumors from multiple people about how they sold their soul to the devil. Or rather, why they did. One gorgon sold her soul to become the most beautiful mermaid in the land. A rather sad father sold his soul to become inkwell's most famed clown, brining joy to children left and right. You decided to jump on this bandwagon, and made a deal with the devil. Give him your soul, and you would find your soul mate, whom which would fall in love with you and never leave your side. But what happens when a certain someone tampers with your deal, and you're forced to live with him for the rest of time?

Highest Ranking #1 in Short Story... A collection of murder, theft, and other riddles. After reading these, you'll be able to say; it was Prof. Plum in the living room with the lead pipe. Do not try these at home! I have not made these up myself, I have just described it a bit more, and given a few details, yet the answer stays the same. Comment what you think!