He had been waiting... So long.... Watching you from the shadows.... He's insane... He's mad... He's The Darkness that lurks inside you.

(Y/N) is a normal girl, with a normal school, normal personality, almost normal everything. She however has a not so normal dad. Her father is Vincent and he recently murdered 5 children at a local pizzeria and was arrested soon after. Now living with a foster mom, (Y/N) now has to deal with the weird looks and harsh comments from everyone at school. With all this going on, 5 new students are now attending Crystal High, the same high school as (Y/N). 4 of them are boys and all 5 have gained popularity from just their talents and looks alone. What happens when the four guys are crushing on the same girl? Book one: Daughter of a Murderer Book two: The Rockstar's Girl Book three: Life with a Murderer

Poems they randomly appear in my head so here are afew

This is a sequel to Daughter of a Murderer. Please read the first book in order to understand this one. -=~=- (Y/N) is a girl with a difficult life and it just got more interesting. She must find the parents of her friends and receive a gift from each of them and bring them back to the 'place where they died' to stop her father once and for all. However, 6 have teamed up with Vincent to try and stop you. Will you be able to collect all the gifts, or will you meet your demise? One traitor... makes all the difference... Book one: Daughter of a Murderer Book two: The Rockstar's Girl Book three: Life with a Murderer

it was sunset as you walked through the streets of California, the summer breeze blew lightly as it messed with your short/long h/c hair. you walk past a coffee shop and smell the scents of pumpkin and chocolate. "hmm.." you sighed in delight as you walked through the doors. you walked up to the desk and ordered a (coffee name here c/n/h) that'll be 2.33" the woman said, you reached into your purse and handed her the money. "have a nice day.." she said with a smile. "you too.." you answered shyly as you started to leave, but someone ran into you causing you to drop your coffee.. "oh my god, I'm so sorry miss.." the mans voice said, you looked up and were welcomed by his chocolate brown eyes

I get to the sidewalk turning into my school. I turn my head looking around. A tall, broad man exits his car. He turns and faced me, he smiles at me and turns back. Time freezes, I don't know why. "(Y/N)!!!" I hear faintly. I snap back into reality. I scream and my wheel hits a gap in the sidewalk and flips me over. I hiss in pain, my jeans rip in the knees. --------------------------------------- I look back at him, 'You're cute but you're a douche,' I think to myself. I look at the board to see his name 'Mr. Fischbach' also sounds familiar.

You had been in a serious car crash, hitting the windshield. You lost everything about Mark. You wake up and have no idea who he is, but he is determined to make you remember everything so he doesn't lose you. Will you regain your memories? If so, will they be happy, sad, or both? What will you remember?

You are a young woman at the age of 18 who needs money. And what better to do for money than work as the JANITOR, (can't have reader-chan dying, can we?) at the infamous Freddy Fazbear's Pizza? But you soon find out the dark past, and wonder if you can give the animatronics a brighter future. Preferably without your roommate, who works her shift as the night guard after you, dying?

"Where the senses fail us, reason must step in"- Galileo Galilei "I can't get away from it now, I'm trapped," I said, pausing for a moment to carefully pick out my words. "And... I... I don't think I want to escape." The psychologist took a moment of silence, shifting his glance from you to the paper on his desk. He lightly took a breath, as to not dishearten me, but I knew. "Alex," he returned his gaze to me, "are you sure? You are an independent woman, and... even though your mother and I are very worried for you, you are entitled to do as you wish." He paused, folding his hands in front on him on the desk, "But as soon as things turn... sour, we can not continue this." "I understand," I say with as much seriousness as I can muster. I stand and grab my bag, heading for the door. "Same time next week?" He asks, shifting in his chair behind me. "Yeah," I say, twisting the doorknob and facing him, "and... thank you, for worrying about me, cousin."

This is a sequel to my previous book "In One Year" Mark and you have fallen madly in love. We've heard the story you the two of you, now it's time to add to your growing family