50% dead, 100% screwed. Her story resembles that of a really, really messed up fairy tale. She was locked away by her father when the virus first hit, never to be seen again. Fast forward 3 years, and she's nearly run out of food, not to mention water. Who would have thought that instead of a knight in shining armor coming to her rescue, she would get a shy boy with black hair and an unusual name... Wake up sweetheart, and meet the apocalypse!

Ethan's nightmares are terrifying. He hates falling asleep; he hates having to witness the twisted world that he's forced into when he closes his eyes. But when they begin to blend into reality, facing them may be his only choice. __________________ 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.

-- THIS IS JUST SAMPLE OF THE STORY, IT IS BEING PUBLISHED ON 19 JUNE 2018 SO I HAVE HAD TO REMOVE MOST OF IT FROM WATTPAD. Please don't ask me to put the story back up here on Wattpad, because I am not allowed due to the terms and condition of publishing! -- Everyone in my town knows the story about Lucifer. If you call him four times while surrounded by a glass of blood, three candles and kneel on his symbol it is said that he will come and do anything bad to someone you hate. Well, that's the urban legend they told me when I was 5 even though I didn't want to find out the truth. Until one stupid night when I agree to do the dumbest thing in a truth or dare game. A glass of blood, three candles and the symbol of him around me before I call him. And that was when my life changed..

[Harry Styles AU] "Adeline. . . Who are you talking to, sweetheart?" The mother nervously gripped her apron as she watched her daughter speak to no one in particular. "Mommy, I made a new friend! He says people call him misfit, but only I can call him Harry." • All the red flags she ignored. Moving into a new town, buying the abandoned house right in front of the tall forest. Her daughter was not safe. But, it was too late. His eyes were set on her. Claiming her. She would be his forever. » slow updates for now «

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

Bailey and Talia. Roommates and best friends. Love cuts through their reign when Talia decides its time to move in with her long term boyfriend leaving Bailey in the dust. Without enough money to pay rent on time, she has to find a new roommate. The only one available is the one guy she can't bear to be around. Carter Shaw. A wink of the eye and your resolve will fall faster than you can say 'no'. He was just that good. With Bailey and Carter both living carefree lives, you can say that living arrangements are going to be chaotic. Mixing two bachelors together is bound to get messy. Throw in competitions, dares, and things that weren't likely to occur and you have Bailey, and her roommate, Carter. ~∞~ "You're starting to sag." I gasped loudly and pushed Carter down the rest of the stairs. He was laughing loudly. "I'm kidding. Your ass looks fine." He grabbed my butt and made a beeline to his car before I could get him back. I felt violated. "This affection you're showing must stop." I slammed his car door shut. "Whoa. Don't mess with the interior." I opened the door and slammed it shut once more. "Bailey. I will start my car and drive. Then while I'm driving, I will throw you out the car." "No you won't because you can't kill me. I'm too pretty to die." I said. He snorted.