"In ancient writings, it is said that those whom have been blessed with multiple soulmates are the ones with bigger souls and hearts. So far, the most soulmates one has had are 3." I rolled my eyes and tuned out my history teacher. Why would you call someone with multiple soulmates blessed? Why would you assume that person would have a "bigger soul and heart?" That's a whole load of bull right there. Why am I bitter about this subject? Well, I wouldn't say I'm blessed. And I definitely wouldn't say I have a bigger heart and soul than others. But guess what? I still have multiple soul marks anyway. Yep, in fact, I actually have 9. 9.

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

"It's not just someone to hold you under, it needs to be someone who can pull you back, someone who has a strong connection, a kind of emotional tether." {The Twilight Saga: Twilight} {Book one in the Arielle Bennett series} {Cover Credit: hewitts}

"Stop it, Dax." I wouldn't meet his eyes, I couldn't. His hot breath trailed up my neck, his soft lips ghosting over the exposed flesh. He chuckled when my back arched involuntarily, my cheeks flaring hot and pink. "It's Officer Rivera, to you." His deep voice rasped quietly in my ear. "Besides, you don't want me to stop, Princesa." "If you don't stop, I'll-" "You'll what?" He interrupted, smirking against my jawline. "Call the police?" Jane Kingsley is a Veterinary Medicine major at the University of California-Davis. If she isn't at school, she's either working or lounging around the house she shares with her best friend, Vivian Tyler. Everything in Jane's life was getting back to normal, almost boringly average. But then Officer Daxon Rivera moves in next door. Flirty, sexy, and a total asshole: Officer Rivera is everything Jane wants to stay away from. But can she? -Mature Content within- Ranked #32 in Romance [2-1-2018]

A book to satisfy all your slasher needs! Violence, Gore and perversion await! Requests are accepted but it will take a while for them to be done. You can request for the following: -Jason Voorhees -Michael Myers -Freddy Kruger - GhostFace (Scary movie) -Leather-face

Rebecca has always had It all a great family and three overprotective brothers. But one night when she runs into the Wild Fire pack without realizing her life is going to take a turn because that's when Damien the possessive player comes in to her life.

Kate was an ordinary 15 year old. The only person she shared her secrets to was her cousin Carly. But maybe this secret is to big to share. Thomas never had any friends due to his condition. He befriends the trouble making Kate who lives opposite him. When Kate is finally revealed to the family Thomas won't let them take her away

[Book 2] Imagine this ~ You are walking down the street, holding a bag full of Oreos for your pregnant mom. Everything is peaceful until you are dragged into an old truck. You look up and see five good-looking guys staring at you. Remi Thea McKnight is a sixteen-year-old high school girl. She is sarcastic, funny, and sometimes wise, like her mother, Ariel. Remi has four older brothers, eighteen years old, and a quadruplet. Could history repeat itself? What would Remi do when she gets kidnapped like her mother? ~~~ [NOT EDITED YET] Book 1 - Welcome To Hell Boys. Book 2 - You are in Hell Boys. Book 3 - We'll End Up in Hell Boys. (Highest rank- #3 in Humor in 2017) June 2017 All Rights Reserved