There's nothing you're forced to trust more than your own mind. You're dependent on it, it stores the memories that make up your world. But what if it could be stolen from you? Aspen's world is growing, from the boundaries of her country farm to the edges of the city. Her first year of university. It's supposed to be full of independence and new beginnings, and Aspen's is filled with new friends and the prospect of romance. Until she finds out her best friends are killing people. A YA thriller swimming with mystery, romance, and a seething danger that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Highest rank: #10 in Mystery/Thriller Cover by @supernovass © 2016 AUTHERAS, All rights reserved

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...

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

"What were you thinking, Em?!" "Well, did you expect me to be pushed around inside of that horrible house for ages?" "Yeah, I thought that after you knew the truth you would understand that your life is in danger." *~* In which a girl reunites with her mafia cousin who has been away for 3 years with his gang. Emmy will get involved and soon realize that her cousin is a member of the Australian mafia which belongs to Luke Hemmings who is the most feared man in the country. This is a fanfiction about dark 5sos It will include sexuality, strong words, violence and abuse. No self harm or eating disorders will appear. I won't write down characters because I found it more fun to imagine my own and I assume you do too. Lots of love //AshtxnIrwix

Oh God, I hated him. Luke Hemmings. He thought he could sing, he always messed with me. We were basically enemies to say the least. It didn't help when he introduced his weirdo friends into the scene. Oh gosh, I still remember some of the stunts they tried to pull. Ash made it better. He was probably my only friend, and he understood me. He slayed the drums, and he may or may not have given me butterflies. Like all the time. Unfortunately, someone else gave me butterflies. I hated it, but I was faced with a decision. One that would literally tear me apart.

"guys, i don't think were the only ones staying here." when runaways find themselves staying in a murder house. horror #27 mystery/thriller #39

"In a mad world, only the mad are sane." With nothing but insanity surrounding them, Harry and Rose hardly have a choice of what gets tossed their way next. False identities, mistaken children's lyrics, dictators, torture, Daniel's horrendous yet lovable blabber mouth - it all seems to be a vital role in what fate has to offer. But the question is, who can survive the insanity and who cannot? [Highest Ranking: #8 in FanFiction] [started Nov. 24, 2014 - ended May 17, 2015]

College, the final four years. With one year down, Isabelle moves across her college campus forcing her to socialize with new (somewhat irritating) people. They're eyes met, the boy with the dark hair and the inquisitive eyes. From the moment he said hello, Izzy's carefully constructed walls began to fall, one small piece at a time.