Anti's still dealing with the pain of his fellow Septic egos forcing him away from them. Did he deserve it? Maybe. Had he changed? Probably not. Did he regret it?. . . . . . .Every damn day. His friends help get him through it all, taking his mind off of it. But what happens when he's forced to face them again against his will? Please do NOT plagiarize, repost or steal

A series of original scary short stories that touches on thrilling and uncomfortable scenarios. Imagine not knowing where you are or how to get back home. Imagine being watched by something you can't hide from. Ghosts, Poltergeists, Demons, creatures unexplainable. Only ever in your nightmares. In the back of your mind. . . . . . .Not anymore Please do not steal/repost/plagiarize

Having the characters they created literally come to life was a weird circumstance Mark and Jack had to accept, but a lot weirder is when they all start feeling ill. Not even sure if their clones are actually human, there's no where to turn but to the egos themselves. Can they save them? (( This a long, chapter story. Completed. I asked my readers what they wanted to see in a straw poll, and "Sick Egos" won. So here's some sick egos! ))

Anti doesn't know what to do with his life, really. He doesn't know what he is anymore. He's always been the villain but he feels as if he could be more. If only there was someone he could talk to. To relate with. He needed someone to understand him. Jackie's grown depressed doing the same thing every day and night. Being the hero. He doesn't feel as if he understands what he's supposed to do anymore when crime never goes away. He feels as if what he's doing will never amount to making a difference and his brothers don't seem to understand what he's going through. Please do NOT plagiarize, steal or repost my stories OR my art. Enjoy the story! :)

CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNINGS: MAY CONTAIN DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, GORE, SUICIDE, SELF-HARM, SWEARING, ABUSE, AND DEATH. Decades ago, around the birthday of a particular brother, Anti made a mistake that wouldn't place a print in him until much later, when two times as much was at stake than what he took from someone else. Years after, all hell breaks loose when Anti's found doing something he shouldn't, resulting in a broken and infinite chain reaction of chaos, mistrust, lies, and secrets. The brothers split apart a long time ago. All find themselves fighting and clawing to escape the hands of fate, karma that's spent years trying to expose them and devour any hope of a happy retirement. They've narrowly escaped the rusty clutches of their final destination until now, but what happens when all that's left is each other, and all they have to rely on is shaky standings and petty animosity? Seven brothers, seven secrets.