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Psychopath Killer by Imperfectanti
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Antisepticeye is trying to kill Jonas and he keeps haunting him in his dreams and eventually real life till he can't take it...
Bad Liar  by LaurenJ22
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"Because I should be the only one who looks at you like that," he murmured, his voice dropping low as he steps closer. Miles Carter is notorious around town for being a player. Miles and his best friend, Finn, have always been well-known for their wit, good looks and charming personality. Neither of them ever let a girl get under their skin, until Miles and Finn's twin sister, start seeing each other. After one fateful night of lies, leading to someone's death... Things have never been the same. Finn and Isobel are still recovering from what happened, a year and a half ago. Everything changes, when Miles arrives back in town, with one thing on his mind. ** Cover By AnythingAnEverything ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.
The Fifth Element by Sammmy134
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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.