Like any other teenager, I wanted a damn break from school. Well, a murder on campus gave me that break. Sadly (for me, mostly) the murder had to do with my new... "friend": a homicidal, obsessive, cunning, and possessive stalker with an irritating sense of humor. How did I stumble onto the stalker of all stalkers? no. damn. clue. What I do know is that they text me obsessively, kill people around me, and threaten my friends and family if I throw away my phone or tell the cops. Well, they cover the categories of insane, murderous, and annoying, so I'm already screwed. But that doesn't mean I'm going down without a fight.

After several months of Luther's incarceration and lots of therapy, Ava finally feels like she can move on with her life. Graduation passed and she is trying to enjoy her rainy summer. But when Nate mysteriously disappears, and Gomez suddenly turns up again with some disturbing news, Ava's paranoia comes flooding back. Luther escaped the hospital prison with the help of his new friends, Dennis, a violent slasher murderer, Jack, a crazed magician, notorious for brutally killing his assistants, and Brams, an infamous arsonist with a twisted past and masked intentions. With fingers pointed one way and the other and new gang members looking for revenge and their family, anything could go wrong with the newly escaped convicts on the loose. But will Ava and Luther stick together through it all? Started October 4th, 2015 - Highest ranking in the Mystery/Thriller category: #55

*MAY BE TRIGGERING TO ABDUCTION AND/OR RAPE VICTIMS. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED* Luther, 17 year old Serial Killer, meets the new girl Ava Lane, and plots to make her his next victim. However when his chances come to kill her, he cannot follow through and realizes he is becoming infatuated with her. As deranged as he is, will he manage to keep her out of harm's way? The world of a killer is a dangerous one. And will she ever return his affections? Started: February 23 2015 - August 20 2015

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

The Canadian wilderness. A vast forest filled with animals large and small. Wolves, deer, mountain lions, moose, lynxes... and bears. This is the story about a bear. Not just any bear but a polar bear, the largest carnivore on the planet. More specifically, Avery Nanuk a polar bear shifter. Avery Nanuk lives a calm peaceful life as a school nurse working in a school built just for shifters like him. He was found as a cub out in the woods many years before and was adopted into a small wolf pack up in the northern reaches of Canada. Avery has grown up as the only bear shifter in the area and has grown used to the fact of living alone. All Avery wants is a normal and peaceful life living out in the woods in his cozy little cabin and his outdoor swimming pool. But the fates have something else in store. The fates send a bear sized wrecking ball into Avery's once peaceful life. And that wrecking ball's name is Rick Kodiak. *WARNING: THIS STORY IS MANXMAN! DON'T LIKE IT! DON'T READ IT! PLEASE RESPECT THIS STORY AND DO NOT WRITE HATEFUL COMMENTS! ALL OTHERS, ENJOY!

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.