Archer Morales has never believed his life was meant to be anything other than pure hell in which every minute feels like a struggle to keep breathing. That's why he's so keen on ending it. Not because he wants to, but only because he has no idea how to stop the dark, intrusive thoughts or the crippling depression that's always kept him in a chokehold. At this point, Archer has all but accepted that this is simply how he is - broken. He doesn't know if he even wants help or how to ask for it, and admitting he needs it when Archer's own mother has demons of her own to battle doesn't seem like an option. Things are hard enough keeping the family coffeehouse running and making sure Archer's little sister, Rosie, never learns the horrid truth about what happened to their father - or how much Archer feels responsible for it. Just as he's sure he's mapped out his next steps to permanently solve his problems, the last person in the world Archer expects to make him think twice enters the picture: Hadley Jamison. He doesn't know what to make of the popular girl who always seems to be smiling and is way too determined to become his friend. Archer is overly suspicious of Hadley and her intentions at first, but the walls he's spent so long building to keep himself safe start coming down much quicker than he would've thought. Despite all the change - and some of that change Archer can admit is good - there's still one thing he's certain of: nothing good lasts forever. At least, that's what he's always told himself. But now that the blinders are coming off and Archer realizes he's not as alone as he'd thought, he can't help but be terrified of what will happen if the very thing he never really thought existed - love - is snatched away from him. And possibly the hardest lesson Archer is about to learn is that while you can't run from your past, you can change your future - even if you always felt like you never deserved one.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

For a twenty-four-year-old living in a crummy apartment in New York City, Natalie Olson's life wasn't very exciting. Except for the months she spent wasting her time dating her big-time boss, who broke her heart when she discovered he was married. If it weren't for the handsome man and his daughter that she ran into on the streets, she would have been unemployed. When she accepted the job to be their nanny, she promised herself she wouldn't get involved with Haley's father, Andrew-even though he was gorgeous in every way possible. Her and Andrew's feelings will be put to the test as they grow close to one another. Natalie knew what would happen if she let her strong feelings toward her new boss overcome her. She assumed he didn't look at her as more than what she really was-the nanny. Copyright© 2017, TheToryJournal

Rage is the residential psycho of the club. Tormented by his own demons he lives in pain and agony, a constant state of rage. Everyone knows him as the Hellhound of the Riders of Tyr , known for his cruelty and the joy he gets from causing pain. To others and to himself. Loyal to his King and the club he craves for the liberation death will bring him. Till he meets Iris. Iris has escaped Hell and lives out on the streets till she surprises everyone and becomes a mechanic for the Riders. Afraid of her own shadow, plagued by the terrifying memories she never feels safe. Until she meets Rage.

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL