Seven girls tied by time. Five powers that bind. One curse to lock the horror away. One attic to keep the monsters at bay. ** After the storm of the century rips apart New Orleans, sixteen-year-old Adele Le Moyne wants nothing more than her now silent city to return to normal. But with home resembling a war zone, a parish-wide curfew, and mysterious new faces lurking in the abandoned French Quarter, normal needs a new definition. As the city murder rate soars, Adele finds herself tangled in a web of magic that weaves back to her own ancestors. Caught in a hurricane of myths and monsters, who can she trust when everyone has a secret and keeping them can mean life or death? Unless . . . you're immortal.

UPDATE!: Neverland: Forsaken Dreamscape will soon find its place alongside its successor, Forsaken Dreamscape (Nevermor #2) in a new Deluxe Edition! Watty Awards 2012 Finalist and much-loved fiction, this is Neverland: Forsaken Dreamscape - a dark fantasy twist on the Peter Pan legend. www.projectnevermor.wordpress.com

Lena's life has never been simple. With her older brother being Ronnie Radke she could never truely trust anyone. That is until she met Craig Mabbitt her brother's biggest enemy. Ronnie doesn;t know and if he finds out... Let's just say its not going to be good. This is the first book in my The Drug In Me Is You series. Book 2 is currently being posted.

Ari Vincent is the little sister of Jacky Vincent from Falling in Reverse. What will happen when she moves out of her moms house and moves into a huge mansion with her brother and the rest of Falling in Reverse. How will things play out when she finds herself falling for Ronnie Radke? READ TO FIND OUT :D Thanks to SmuttMuffin for the AWESOME chapter

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...

In this Madhouse, there is more than one patient. The walls are littered with the stories of countless men and women who have come seeking sanctity from their own minds. Shattered remnants of broken psyches lay littered on the floor, in rotting beds, in crumbling walls... These are the Scribblings from the Asylum Walls. Welcome to the Madhouse...