~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

((previously named Mr. Scream's House of Horrors)) One minute, there was nothing - the next, they were all you could see. Entranced by a world full of mystery and horror, Isla Callahan becomes Baby Doll, the final piece to Mr. Scream's collection of Creepy Girls.

When a strange advertisement appears on the local newspaper asking for compliant females willing to interview and connect with the minds of the worlds worst serial killers, Aria Black thinks it nothing short of an exaggeration. She applies for the job in order to spice up her monochrome lifestyle and let loose of her past. She receives the biggest shock of her life. That shock comes in the form of a man infamously known as Banshee. © bincus, 2017. recognitions: wattys shortlisted 2018. featured in mystery. #1 in mystery/thriller 2019.

"You've already bought a ticket, and there's no turning back now." Rosalie has been kidnapped by a cat-eyed man named Manson, the owner of a popular Freak Show. What no one knows about Manson's Makeshift Menagerie, though, is that Manson doesn't have freaks... he makes them. #11 in Horror 2-21-16

Cain Luther is mad. Truly, voluntarily mad. He's obsessed with mutilation, creation, and absolute discovery. His goal is to create a chemical that the government will fear. To create something that the American people want more than anything else. A chemical to rid all of life's problems. He's willing to die for this experiment, and little do they know; he is. Cain is addicted to injecting himself with the deadly failures his studies produce. His body is quickly falling apart, as his bones have become so brittle you could break them with no effort at all. His eyesight is dimming each day, he'll soon be blind, and his muscles are so weak, he doesn't have the strength to carry himself most days. He is a walking test subject. His body struggled to hold life. Doctors warn he will die in no less than a year if he keeps this up. So can Ophelia Alvarado, a college student who just so happens to be his roommate, have what it takes to save Cain from voluntary suicide? Can she save him from his own man-made plague?

He's like a machine. He hates to be touched. He hates anything to be non-sanitized. He can't stand human emotion. He fakes a personality, just to seem okay. He hates technology, but is nothing without it. He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn. And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse. He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it. All of it. ~~ "You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body." "Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."

Carla notices a guy in her class. They keep bumping into each other and they start to know more about each other. But what Carla doesn't know is that it isn't a coincidence. That it's all very carefully planned. That she's got someone watching her from Behind...

Leto’s life is turned upside-down when an excellent performance at a mathematics competition catches the attention of a prestigious school. Given an invitation to the life of the privileged, she is torn between looking after her two young siblings and a chance at success. Caught on the threshold of poverty and riches – she must make her choice

-Book ONE of the Lusus Naturae Trilogy- |C O M P L E T E D| Electra Volcov is addicted. She's addicted to that rush she gets when she kills, to that feeling of watching someone's life leave their body. Some call her insane, a murderer, a terror to society, however behind every 'insane' person lays an even more insane story. Electra's is filled with love, loss, and death so much so that she has turned to being a villain that plagues New York. You have all read or heard the fairy tales of princes and princesses that battle villains in their story to achieve their happily ever afters, but not many have seen stories about the bad person. However, this story is no fairy tale. This story is about a girl who does bad things but once was a good girl. This is the story of how a girl went insane with revenge. This is the story of Electra. lu·sus na·tu·rae: ˌlo͞osəs nəˈt(y)o͝orˌē, a freak of nature.

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"