" my bones are heavy and my soul's a mess " loosely runs alongside movie. possible tw for angst, and other themes raised in this movie. loosely inspired by sweet architect by emeli sandé.

Wattpad Pick 2018! Wattys2018 long list selection! "With the ferocity and black humor of a Quentin Tarantino film, this in-your-face chiller delivers lethal villains; flawed, dogged investigators; and a bevy of twists and turns." - Kirkus Reviews A team of NYC Detectives chase down a sadistic serial killer racing against a countdown to the death of a young woman. Former detective Solomon Roud, driven from the force by the killer, is tormented into giving up his new life as a master thief to help. With the girl in an induced coma, Solomon knows the stakes: he lost two girls while on the case, and when he figured out who the killer was his partner was murdered and the psycho escaped. Now he's back with a promise: one of them is going to die.

Are you sad about the latest death? Can you not handle the hype for season six? Do you need some stress relief? Or do you just like laughing and you just so happen to be in the Walking Dead fandom? Well sir.... Or madam..... You've come to the right place. [{Book 2 now published! But feel free to read this one too, I ain't stoppin' yah.}]

It's great to be trusted by your friends, but it's another thing when you're trusted by practically your entire year-even the popular kids. Seven Warrilow has always been keeping everybody's secrets. She knows who likes who, who hates who and what's what. But she's tired of it. One day, she decides to encode every secret she's been told and will be told into a small black notebook that she carries around. Things start to take a turn to Disasterville when she loses it. It gets worse when it ends up in the hands of Colin Stillman, a boy notorious for never being serious about anything. Seven's going to have to use everything's she got to keep everyone's secrets safe-but Colin's not going to make it that easy. If he did, where would the fun in that be? © 2013 by Isabelle Snow A.K.A parallellines. All rights reserved.