This is a compilation of stories involving childhood abuse and trauma through a first-person impactful perspective mostly chronological. It is my story and is not fabricated in any way. I am posting just to get feedback thank you.

Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

Wattys 2019 Winner! "So when is it a problem? Oh, when you're in love." ----- Simon St. John is a liar, a cheater, a fraud -- but only because he has to be. Born with the ability to shape shift, his childhood was mostly spent learning to control his many faces in a world where most people only wear one. In fact, it was almost fun, in a way, until he met Valerie Love. Valerie Love is a college student fresh out of luck. For years she has watched her friends fall in and out of love, test the waters of relationships, earn their stripes in the wondrous field of romance. Valerie, however, has watched from the sidelines, passing face after face, meeting person after person without forming many connections. She has mostly given up on the idea of searching for love, until Simon lends her a new hope. Follow the strange story of college students Simon St. John and Valerie Love as one finally discovers the true definition of identity, and the other questions what it really is to be known.

It's one thing to be a part-time vigilante whose deeds are so secret that even you can't remember them. I could deal with that. It's a completely different thing to be settled into a perfectly normal life only to have the past literally hold a gun to your head. That's a little harder to cope with. Juliet, Rory, Harper, Kennedy, and Grace. They have never been ordinary. That's what they discovered during their freshman year of high school when the blackouts started. Anytime two of them saw each other they'd all wake up hours--sometimes days--later with no memory of what just happened. Fast forward six years and they're in college without the fear of blacking out looming over them. It's a perfectly normal, college life. That is until Juliet took a trip to the bank. Join the dysfunctional group of retired vigilantes as they travel back to where it all started to save one of their own. [Wattpad Picks Up and Coming 6.7.18] [#15 in Action]

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*

I died yesterday. But to make no mistake. This is not a story about death. This is a story about love. Not lust. Not anger. Not forgiveness. Not desire. Just love. Stories aren't so simple this way anymore I think. This one is simple enough. Girl meets Boy. She hates boy, but she finds him intriguing. She learns more about him and suddenly his golden dark brown eyes remind her of the setting sun. Suddenly hate... is dislike... then friendship... then kindness... Suddenly it is love. In this story... Girl meets boy. But first the girl must die. Second she has to become his food. Third, the Boy must reveal his darkest secret. That he is no boy at all. But a monster the world had thought they'd killed off long, long ago. A Nosferatu. A lineage of vampires that would make any man's -magical or human-blood freeze over in fear. So really this story is dead Girl meets undead Boy and discovers she must be his food for eternity. But trust me, I promise... it's not that complicated.

VICTORIA'S POV He looked at me with hatred and disgust in his eyes. It was so intense; I was forced to look away. But then I turned back to look at him as well. I was the one who was supposed to have that look. They kidnapped me! Not the other way around. I should hate them. No matter how good looking they were. They took me against my will. I will not be bullied. He didn't speak, and neither did I. XERIS' POV She gaped at me like an idiot. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were wide. She realised what she was doing and stared at me. My mask slipped a little and she noticed. I stared at her, daring her to speak, her eyes turned away. That's right. But then they turned back and held mine. She was challenging me. What will become of them? Highest rank #1 - science fiction (21/05/2018) SOME LEGAL STUFF: Copyright © 2018 by PrEsHiShy All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotations in a book review.

Demons love too. They don't tell you this, but they do. All they tell you is that they hide underneath our beds, in the closets, in the dark ally you pass on your way home late one night. They tell you they have red eyes, distorted ugly faces, cruel taunting voices. But these mythical creatures come from the devil. And the devil... he is beautiful, he's an angel. We forget sometimes but, he is an angel. And all his little friends are beautiful too. And they have eyes like the stars and smiles like gold. When they talk it's like a serenade. And when they touch you you're not sure if you're being ruined or healed. They don't hide under your bed, but underneath your sheets. Right there besides you. On top of you. Under you. Inside you. They're the ones you pass on the street, tall and handsome, meek and shy, doesn't matter. You notice them, you feel their presence and meet their gaze. Then you're lost, and imprisoned. And so you'll spend nights being loved by a demon who loves in all the oddest ways. They're people just like us. They're human too. But men like them have demons... they have something twisted inside them. The way a demon loves is ominous but beautiful. It'll lure you into always coming back, always wanting more, always losing yourself to demon-like sort of love. And so you'll wonder sometimes... "Maybe I've got demons too."

Imagine the second you're born, a consultant removes you from your mother's grasp and runs a battery of genetic and physiological tests on you. Thirty minutes later they give you a score out of one hundred which denotes your level of perfection. If your score is above eighty and you work hard to maintain that score you will have a charmed life; well fed, well-rewarded, spoiled. But fall below eighty and you're labelled Flawed, and life will not be so kind. Hannah is adopted by a Flawed family when her birth parents choose their social standing over their daughter and endures a life of struggle, hunger and service. One day Hannah is escorted to the regional government office and told that the Consultant who delivered her, who labelled her Flawed got it wrong! Now, she is being relocated back to her birth parents, to live as one of the Ninety-Five- all medically and legally judged as perfect. Entering this new life Hannah has an impossible decision to make which puts not only hers, but the lives of everyone she cares about at great risk. "The Numbered- where no one wants to be number one". Authors notes: -This is a first draft of my story and will be edited soon. -2013 Began writing Flawed -2015 Watty Winner/ Named changed to The Numbered -2016 Completed The Numbered -2019 Optioned by eOne for development into a TV show.

Death is eternal. So is their love. ***Sequel to War Zones and Paradise***