"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Edd, Matt, and Tom decide to take another trip to the Magic Shop... Long story short, Matt has no coordination, Tom has zero reflexes, Edd is oblivious, and Tord takes too many walks. (Cover art is clearly not mine :P) [Also this story will be LONG! Sorry! So... Lock your doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride!] VERY SLOW UPDATES.

...I see beauty in everything you do Kimberly Grant... Kimberly was a 18 year old girl, she loves art and sees beauty in everything..She think positive inany situation until one day walking to the artgallery she saw something she would never forget ****************************** Danny Fredovale was 23 years old He was a killer, he give no mercy and don'tlove Love wasnt in his vocabulary, killing and hurting sure was..... Would kim calm the killer? Or would he kill her for seeing what happen? ******* Mature audience Bwwm relationship (black woman and white guy) Contains:killing,blood, bad language, sexual contact...been warn Hope u enjoy (slowly updating ) Ownex:by me Manda A. Don't copy my work.

[Completed] " You're so annoying", he suddenly says with pity in his eyes, analyzing my face in disgust. "I prefer to be annoying than a psycho like you!" "You don't know what you're missing, silly girl. My world is a psycho one, true, but so much interesting than yours." He grabs his knife, ready to stab me at any moment. I need to find something to say. Now. "Show me then." He looks at me with surprise and incomprehension. "What?" He pulls his knife away and I know I've won. "Show me your world. In return, I'll show you mine. I'll show you all the beautiful things in it. I'll show you how to be human again." And with that, my world has never been the same anymore. ******************** The character of Jeff isn't mine. Please note that it's a story about Jeff the Killer, but without all the creepypasta thing. I tried to imagine how he'd be if he lived in our real world. Sorry for the grammar mistakes, I'm not from an English speaking country.

"Cat got your tongue, babydoll?" "Oh, we're using nicknames now? How sweet." Rosalie Ryker is White Lake's resident cool girl. With striking good looks, anyone would assume she's Queen Bee. Except, she's not. Rosalie is known for having a chip on her shoulder along with her bad attitude and only pushes people away. All her bravado is put to the test when she stares into the cold, heartless eyes of Jeff the Killer. *Warning: Very, very mature.

Katherine Theresa Johnson wants to break free from her businessman father's demands; she just wants to be herself. She doesn't care about the riches, the fame, and the respect. All she needs is her independence and so she runs away. But what if the outside world is far more dangerous than her father? Who knows what gorgeous dangers lurk behind every alley...In a battle of the thin line between sanity and insanity, Katherine attempts to make strange new friends, find her happiness and fix the boy with a killer smile. But will she ever manage to succeed, especially when her own father is out to get her...? ------ "Firstly stop with this princess bullshit and secondly, I won't tell anyone, for goodness sake, you bloody well lurk in a forest, who would take me seriously if I did say anything?" "The police." He deadpanned. "Princess." He added as an after-thought. She scorned at herself mentally, there was no way she would go to the police or else she would probably end up back with her father. "But, I don't even know your name, what harm can I possibly do if you let me go?" she bargained. "Jeff." "What?" "You know my name now, there's no way I'm letting you get away." ------

That creeping feeling when he watches me... It makes my skin crawl and my body shake in fear as I take cover in my room. The nonstop text messages and threats... They never cease to stop! He's always watching and stalking me, and I don't know... what to do...

**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the information I wanted and now I have to go. My mom needs me. "Is that all?" I growl, smacking her hand away. "Yes, it is." "Good," And then I punch her in the face. ~*~*~

*WARNING: Written in 2008, some content may be offensive* Stasee is your typical shy, quiet teenage girl until the night her brother's best friend Damen Hurtz decides to finally acknowledge her existence. In a desperate attempt to gain his acceptance she allows him to take the one thing every girl values most...her virginity. After that night, Damen constantly begins accepting her while they're alone and then rejecting her in front of his peers. Stasee's frustration and confusion continues to grow, as do her feeling toward the man who continues to break her heart. He claims that he cares for her, but will his need for his peer's acceptance prevent him from ever treating Stasee the way he should? And if he finally realizes the stupidity of popularity over love, will Stasee still be waiting for him?