Everybody has a tale of how they came to be - some tell the journey to strength, some tell the journey to happiness. Some happen to involve cruelty and torture. This is the story of the crazy man obsessed with human puppetry. __________________ PUPPET BOY PREQUEL created Nov. 30, 2015. IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Damien Stryker is a ruthless billionaire, but when Serena Mclane is forced to marry him, she hopes to find the mercy behind his cold eyes and strong hands. ****** Damien Stryker, a domineering billionaire, is someone you don't want to get close to. Unfortunately for Serena Mclane, she doesn't have much of a choice. Always at the mercy of her family's name and legacy, Serena has to do as her father says. So when her father forces her into an arranged marriage with the one and only Damien Stryker: the truth comes out. Secrets are unveiled, and love starts to bloom. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

Rose Willson, 18, student at the Donovan High in South Carolina. She never had experiences with things like love, meanwhile her friends were in a relationship for long. Maybe she was just too shy or afraid of what would happen after the beautiful acted play. Until a new student got into her class. What will let change her opinion to love? What is so special about this boy? Be welcome to a different love story! (Be aware that the focus of this story was set more on action, so don't expect any cute, lovely love story - to all those who've been amazed by this description I need to disappoint you, the romance ark is more in the background but counts though)

A weekend partying at a remote cabin is just what Mackenzie needs. She can't wait to let loose with her friends. But a crazy night of fun leaves two of them dead-murdered. With no signs of a forced entry or struggle, suspicion turns to the five survivors. Someone isn't telling the truth. And Mackenzie's first mistake? Assuming the killing is over...

Behind The Walls there is love that is forbidden. The laws are keeping us apart when we must find a way back together, no matter the cause we will fight for the love the lives ever so strongly between us and we will fight till the day one of us dies. These walls may know our secrets but we aren't going to be in the walls, we will be behind them were the laws are forbidden to meet with the world that goes beyond and our love will forever remain strong.

Rage Moon one was created by me and first shared with my BFF Kyleigh. Then on here for the public. Hope you like it.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

The sequel for A night with Dracula! go read A night with Dracula first before you read this then come back :) not feeling convinced? "I fell in love once"

A re[vamped] version of the classic tale. Chloe Chase has found herself trapped in a Gothic style manor with a soft spoken witch, a territorial wolf and, to top it all off, an ill tempered vampire. Julian Clark has found something in Chloe to the point that he holds her captive. Now fighting for both her freedom and her heart, Chloe can either tame the beast or become his next feast.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14