A bouquet of short stories and weird poetry. Highest Ranking #466 in Poetry Cover creds: @Silverbluinse

I am no special vampire. Actually, I am a Newborn by their standards. I don't have any special title or bloodline to the original vampires. How I ended up like this? Bad timing and a Pureblood vampire. At least, I wasn't treated like a whore. Since I am that lucky, I am the Newborn that gives the Alpha Vampire blood when he wants it. And before this? I was a normal kid at school laughing at Markiplier Youtube videos at home, not just that; I was a dropout. A zero. Now I live by the mercy of the Alpha Vampire, I officially hate my life. Worst: the Alpha Vampire hits on me, and I am a guy! Where is the logic in that? STATUS: COMPLETED GENRE: VAMPIRE HOMOSEXUAL ROMANCE ( MAN X MAN ) WARNINGS: MATURE AND SEX REWRITE VERSION TO BE POSTED ON INKITT (astroelles) COVER © cover by @jouceras FILTER © by kaijucat LEV © @jouceras, 2015

TW: self harm, body image, depression "Slipping into their heads, death rises from the crevice in which it had been hidden, soft and silent. It's there, unnoticed, casting shade over thoughts, and sometimes shade turns to darkness. A darkness that seeps into overcast nights filled with clouds, with teenagers standing in brightly lit bathrooms with razors over their bared wrists. " Poetry that can't quite fit in phrases, so they turned into paragraphs. Highest//#125!

[Featured] [Highest rank #2 in Horror] [Featured by @TheExorcistFOX] Exclusive to Wattpad! "Whatever you do, don't let them inside." Liam is a new father struggling to adapt to life with a baby. Growing more sleepless and paranoid with each passing night, he wonders if the taps on the windows and mysterious faces at the door are all in his head. He'll find out the terrifying truth when the black-eyed children knock. When the Black-Eyed Children Knock is a superbly suspenseful read. You'll never hear a knock at the door at night in the same way. Also includes five other short horror stories.

This is a series of stories based on observations I have made while drinking coffee at Starbucks. Years of training as an investigator gives me little choice but to accidentally look into the lives of people I see. I don't do this so I can have something to write about. I do this because this is what I do. It just comes natural now. You would be surprised at the stories that are sitting right in front of you if you just knew what to look for. Cover by @Setalmage

When I was little I wrote in the space under my sofa. Now I write on top of it. That's not poetic. I'm just too big to fit underneath anymore.

When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets. ***** Natalie Driscoll is dead. She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

little words made of letters put together to form sentences which conjoin to make up poems and stories created by me who happens to be entitled the name Chase ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ Hey you? Yah you! I double dog mocha frappuccino with skim milk dare you to read all of these chapters! Are you up to the challenge?

That's the thing with being the quiet girl, only papers know what I say. Part I of The Zeros. | was featured | #3 in poetry |