Arthur Kirkland, high schooler, depressed, unpopular prep student. Francis Bonnefoy, high schooler, popular, fashionable, ladies love him, partying every night. Arthur wants to be loved. Francis wants someone to love. When the two meet, a blaze erupts.

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Words of darkness forged from my own, twisted imagination. So tell me what you think! Copyright © iraforever101

[Featured] [Highest rank #2 in Horror] [Featured by @TheExorcistFOX] Exclusive to Wattpad! "Whatever you do, don't let them inside." Liam is a new father struggling to adapt to life with a baby. Growing more sleepless and paranoid with each passing night, he wonders if the taps on the windows and mysterious faces at the door are all in his head. He'll find out the terrifying truth when the black-eyed children knock. When the Black-Eyed Children Knock is a superbly suspenseful read. You'll never hear a knock at the door at night in the same way. Also includes five other short horror stories.

Jeff does something wrong, that affected his relationship with Ben. Do you think that things go well, after Ben suffers in pain inside a dream, while Jeff suffers from watching Ben die on his arms? Read the story to find out!

This is a creepy-pasta, so none of these events actually happened to me nor are they likely to happen. Please enjoy the book, and follow me on Instagram and Twitter. Thanks :)

"B-ben...." "Y-yes Jeff." I cradled his head in one of my hands and the other was placed on his deep stab wound. Tears fell from my eyes onto his pale face. He chuckled deeply as blood fell from his mouth. "Ben I....I need to tell you s....something...." He slowly reached up and placed his cold hand on my cheek. My hand gripped his wrist not letting go. "What is it Jeff?" More tears fell from my face. I starred into his almost lifeless black eyes. "I love you." His hand dropped onto the floor. I starred at his hand. Then back up at his face. His lifeless eyes starred up at the ceiling. "N-no please Jeff don't go! Please!" I sobbed into his chest. "This can't be happening!" I sobbed. I lifted my head off his chest and kissed his ice cold lips. "I love you too."