[COMPLETED] A man so mentally unbalanced drowning in a world of judgement and nonacceptance finds himself in front of the only woman that will treat him as an equal. But will his undeniably demeaning track record of the amount of times blood has been stuck under his fingernails cause yet another therapist to give up on him? Or, for once, will he finally be capable of loving someone other than his first murder and himself?

"Oh Catherine," he cackles, "you're going to wish you were never born." 1st Book of the Haunted Series Cover Credit: @_wattpad__covers_ STARTED 5/16/2014 COMPLETED 7/3/2014 Highest Ranking: #99 in Paranormal EDITED Thanks for all the help and support, I don't have enough words to thank you enough. I love you all.

A girl Mercedes married to a guy... Harry. High school love last forever right? Or at least that's what she thought. She thought he was the one but not anymore he thinks she is the one and that one day they'll have their own family. But Mercedes has had enough. And what she doesn't know is Harry isn't ready to let her go. EXCERPT "Harry you need to stop this ok. Just give me back my bag" I smile at him but he just shakes his head and his hand visibly tightens on it "Your not leaving me" he speaks. "Not today, not tomorrow, not ever" Cover made by:Malignant

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

"Please just leave me alone." I whimpered "I can't do that. Baby you're mine." He said, I shivered when I felt his hot minty breathe down my neck, "only mine." he whispered.

[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020

Evelyn is given a dare, go into the supposedly haunted house. Easy right, not so much as Evelyn soon discovers as she wanders around the house and finds stranger and stranger things. Eventually coming face to face with a mysterious man named Asmodeus, claiming that he's taking her to Hell. Evelyn's world is turned upside down when she learns that Asmodeus is a prince of Hell who embodies the sin of Lust. Just what are this man's intentions? Will Evelyn only be allowed to leave when the roads of Hell are paved with ice? Cover done by _eena_

i always loved you, skye. i had to destroy them. but skye, please, i never, not once, intended to- >•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•>•> as kids, skye promised that if she wasn't married by age twenty eight, she'll marry her best friend declan. but he loves skye, so of course, he's going to make sure she doesn't marry anyone at all. by any means possible.

Wuthering Heights is a wild, passionate story of the intense and almost demonic love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a foundling adopted by Catherine's father. After Mr Earnshaw's death, Heathcliff is bullied and humiliated by Catherine's brother Hindley and wrongly believing that his love for Catherine is not reciprocated, leaves Wuthering Heights, only to return years later as a wealthy and polished man. He proceeds to exact a terrible revenge for his former miseries. The action of the story is chaotic and unremittingly violent, but the accomplished handling of a complex structure, the evocative descriptions of the lonely moorland setting and the poetic grandeur of vision combine to make this unique novel a masterpiece of English literature.

When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "Then what is?" There was a long unsettling silence that had dawned over the two of us. "Not who but what...what am I?" ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014.