There's an emergency broadcast. The woman on the tv looks super uncomfortable and is obviously in a hurry. "Please stay calm and stay indoors..."she says trembling. But before she can give any details, the power goes off. Like things couldn't go worse, your mom disappears and you're alone with your six year old sister who is getting weirder and creepier. But there's nothing you can do. The darkness has already taken control. Death too, must be earned. |Highest Rank: #8 in Horror| Cover Credits: @sheith- COMPLETE SEQUEL: Crooked Girl

Lisa and her boss, Alessandro, agree to spite their exes by pretending to date, but things begin to backfire when fake feelings become real along the way. ***** For two years, Lisa Brooks worked as a secretary to the powerful self-made billionaire, Alessandro Russo. He hardly noticed her, and to him, she was nothing more than a co-worker who wore conservative clothes, a tight bun, and followed his orders. But when Lisa's heart gets broken by her first love and Alessandro starts to lose his willpower to avoid Gretchen (his ex-girlfriend and now-client's wife), they decide to help each other out by fake dating. I mean, how hard can it be to not fall in love? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

A homeless girl Ambree is forced to got to a party where he meets her future Daniel. But future doesn't seem too good for them or their son Harry. What happens to them when everything is going wrong. Read and find out!

Not by far even close to doing justice to Rob Thiers original, this my fellow ifrits is to placate you while you impatiently wait for Wednesdays. ************************* 'Shutup & drink this.' He commanded, extending a cup of vile liquid towards my face. I eyed it distastefully, it looked pukeworthy. His eyes narrowed infinitesimally at the face I was making. 'You will drink this miss Linton & I will brook no arguments.' I looked up at his face to see determination set in stone. 'No.' I shook my head 'Would you rather I force it down your throat?' He asked calmly. I glared at him. 'You wouldn't dare!'

Silent. Cold. Chiselled perfection. That is Rikkard Ambrose, the most powerful business mogul in Great Britain. Free-spirited. Fiery. Definitely NOT attracted to the aforementioned business mogul. That is Lilly Linton, his personal secretary and secret weapon. The two have been playing a cat and mouse game for months. So far, Lilly has been able to fight down and deny her attraction to Mr Ambrose. But what happens when suddenly, the dark secrets of his past begin to surface and they are forced to go on a perilous journey into the South-American jungle? A journey they can only survive if they band together? Book 3 in the Watty-Award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.

Good afternoon America, this is Jay Veano coming at you live with the cruel truth. Today is all about you. You judge people, I judge people, shoot, we all judge people. I mean seriously, look at the guy on fifth street eating that sock, he is asking to be judged. Go judge people, it is only natural. If you don't like it then maybe you're better off blind. On another note, call in and tell us your favorite music artist and you may get the chance to meet them. Remember to eat your greens, tell you momma hey, and call in. This is Jay Veano with the cruel truth signing off for the night. That's a rap. Hey Jay Veano, challenge accepted, Jayla is going blind.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Sometimes what you think you can't handle is exactly what you need to let go of.