Gemma Royce was notoriously known as Auburndale High's gossip girl. After dying from a freak accident at a summer camp, she never thought that she would ever land in hell. Going back to Earth was definitely a no-go, and Heaven is not easy to get into, unless she agrees to sign a certain contract. Gemma is sent back to Earth after making a deal with the Lord of the underworld. Being an angel of death has its perks. Gemma thinks she's fated to be a grim reaper. After all, her initials were a dead giveaway. It wasn't too bad until she meets her long time archenemy, Gabriel Cross. Reaping just got a little interesting. 05.04.15

"Make sure you are something before you fade to nothing," is a statement that Lucky takes to heart. At Bayridge High, a prestigious boarding school on the east coast of the U.S.A., they have a legend. A legend of tortured teens, and lost souls, a legend of tragedy. Bayridge has the highest suicide rate of the country, and one of the highest cumulative GPA's. Every cautionary tale, every kid who died young in that school kept a record in the suicide notebook. Detailing their thoughts, their feelings, their everyday lives until their lives were history. And Lucky knows he's next. He finds the notebook from subtle clues dropped by a mysterious upperclassman. He expects to find stories, beautiful and tragic in their nature. What he finds is so much more. A note: This story is labeled as sci-fi. I swear most of the weird things and things that seem slightly off around lucky will be scientifically fictionally explained. It becomes very very sci fi when the huge gigantic plot twist occurs. Update schedule: Everyday Highest rank: 5 in science fiction Nominated for The Emerald Awards, The Literary Awards, Indigo Awards, The Global Awards, The Fiction Awards, and the Aspiring Authors Awards Some people offered to do some grammatical and plot editing in my book, so if you see these usernames with suggested edits, please don't call them grammar nazis! delennjadzia jamesflint1998

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.