A group of girls move in a house together when strange things start happening like threatening messages on a mirror, paranormal activity, weird tapes, scary rooms that get discovered, strange noises and so much more.The girls think that the ghost and other mysterious things in the house can't do much but they are very wrong. soon they realise that they are trapped. Can they escape?

Azalea. Blue hair, yellow eyes, and a punishment greater than any other angel has been faced with; She's been banished to Earth for being too much of a trouble maker. With no angelic powers, and no knowledge of the human world, she's left to fend for herself in the typical American high school. How will she do? She certainly doesn't think it will be so bad. I mean, humans can't possibly be that bad...Can they?

Gods, Monsters, and powerful beings have roamed our world for thousands of years, but before them there were Elementalists. The Elementalists were the eldest Immortals that each had the power to manipulate an Element. 20 million years ago they disappeared without a trace and nobody discovered why, until now. When the Gods find an ancient book of their legends, they uncover the mysteries of the past realizing how and why the Elementalists disappeared. However, they presently come upon secrets that were meant to be kept undiscovered, and wish that they never got hold of the book in the first place. (Story completed, editing in process. Sorry if the quality of my chapters are different, due to the editing. Chapters 1-25 fully edited, others will be finished soon)

[ON HOLD, EDITING] The alley has an eerie sense to it. It's long, dark and deserted, except for a few cardboard boxes strewn along the edges. The brownish red brick walls loom over me making dark shadows that look like they're trying to grab at my clothes. I notice, leaning against the wall, a magnificent mirror with a smooth silvery glass enrobed by a golden frame. I enter the alley and walk up to the mirror, I stare into the looking glass.My twin stares back at me. I lean in closer and look deep into my own eyes. I blink and for a split second my reflection falters, as if it was an image on a screen that glitched. It was barely a second, but I had time to see the glimpse of a blue sky and green leaves. Curious, I stick out my hand, to touch this strange phenomenon, but instead of touching solid glass my hand melts right through the surface.