- This story was written with no plan or base, I just wrote whatever came to mind. It is very terrible and confusing, but for those of you who enjoyed it regardless of this, thank you so much for the love and appreciation you have showed my story and I. It is appreciated a lot! TERRIBLY WRITTEN, OLD STORY OF MINE. (bear in mind, I wrote this when I was a child, so it's super cringey, and also very confusing). WARNING 1: I do NOT have schizophrenia, but at the time of writing this, I was interested in learning about it! Therefore, I did not have a full grasp of what the disorder really entailed. This story is not a good, nor accurate representation of someone with this disorder! Please do not take it seriously. This story is also not meant to offend anyone with schizophrenia! I apologize in advance. Thank you! WARNING 2: Mature scenes, strong language. Read at your own risk. I wrote this when I was a tween back in 2016, so please bear with me. it's embarrassing af lmao. ---------- I cannot believe over 100,000 people have read this......... Thank you for everything!!

I was asked to kill. This is my job. I kill people for a living. I see people's life run out of their eyes for millions of dollars. The very source of themselves dripping away into Hell. I enjoy the pay, yes. I have cash in the bank and food on the table and thats what counts. It's what I do. I kill. A little bit about me? I'm a Delora Nettles. I've been dead for seven years now. I was brutally murdered on a cold November night with nothing more than a knife and cold heart. No, I am not actually dead but rather faking my death. It's just easier for the job to be done without anybody scratching at my records. I have many names, Abigail, Chloe, Rene... You get the point. Nobody can really make sense of who I am anymore, heck along the journey I've been slowly losing myself to the demon inside. We all have that naughty creature crawling up and down our spines, I just can't shake it off. It seems that everytime somebody puts a blade in my hand, that very demon stirs. I now have a new assignement. Kill Sam Winchester.

He smirked and leaned against a locker. "I've noticed that you're different from other girls, aren't you?" "Ah, yes, from our extensive conversations," I said sarcastically. "So, tell me Dean Winchester, how am I different from other girls?" "You aren't falling head over heels for me." I rolled my eyes. "You got that right." "So, Kimberley, why aren't my charms working on you?" He asked. "What charms?" That earned me a laugh. "You know, my handsome features, my cool attitude, my kindness, must I continue?" "I guess I just must be immune." He sped up ever so slightly and stepped in front of me, blocking my path. He leaned a bit closer to my face and smiled a one sided smile. "You won't be for long." "Is that a challenge, Winchester?" "Yes, yes it is." Kimberley Blackwood is an average girl at Clear Grove High School in Illinois. But, when Dean Winchester comes to her school and starts up a challenge with her, everything turns upside down.

Love is crazy, You'll do anything for that one person, Just to see them smile. Just to hear there laugh. You would do anything to keep them happy, anything to keep them safe. When Niall falls for Clara, he falls hard, but Clara is hiding something from Niall, something big that could change there lives for ever. Clara finds out she's diagnosed with Leukemia and knows she won't make it, She feels like theres no reason for living until she falls for Niall, Niall changes her life and gives her feelings she thought she would never feel. What happens when two people fall in love, But eventually have to be broken apart. Will Niall say goodbye before he gets his heart broken, Or will he stick around and give Clara a shoulder to cry on. ***NOTE*** This story is in Diary Entry. :) Twitter: @stylestopic

**WILL SOON BE UNDERGOING EXTREME EDITING** *SECOND BOOK IN THE “BROKEN” TRILOGY* Haunted by the demons of her past, Ariella tries to fix herself. Moving on seems like the only solution to forgetting her past. However, when someone seeks to pull Ariella back in to the life she’s tried so hard to escape, it is hard for her to be strong. Events threaten the bond between Ariella and Niall. They are forced to test the limits of their relationship. Through all of this the two of them never stop fighting. Separation forces the two desperate adults to adapt to change. A journey with endless obstacles compels Ariella to question who she really is. Maybe that question is the one that needs to be answered. After all, in order to fix yourself you must first find yourself.

**WILL SOON BE UNDERGOING EXTREME EDITING** *FIRST BOOK IN THE "BROKEN" TRILOGY* I looked in my step-father's eyes for a brief second and he was enraged. He looked absolutely crazy, and his look expressed the desire to kill. In less than three seconds, I knew what my fate would be. I was going to die. Ariella Rayne grew up without a real father, and instead with a crazy step-father. One day when he goes too far, her mother makes her go live with her birth father in London. Her father, however, is also Harry Styles’s father. When she meets the boys, they don’t exactly like her. She’s weird and American and Harry is mad at her for something that she cannot control. When they truly get to know her, she falls for one of them. Can they heal her or will Ariella remain broken?

{book 1} ✓ - ❝ Once upon a time… Wait, are you shitting me? This story doesn’t start like this. On the contrary! This story is about a girl who thought had enough of men but, of course, her words backfired on her face. Yeah, this girl is me. An average girl… Okay, not so average, more insane, I would say. Whatever. This is my story and if you want to know what happened, keep reading, because it all started with an eating contest. ❞