Struggling to provide for himself and his younger brother, Seth Anderson turns to a life of crime and takes on a new identity as the supervillain Off Grid. Seth has always been good at keeping himself and Off Grid separate, but with the rise of a new villain threatening the delicate balance between his two lives, Seth isn't sure how much longer he'll be able to hold on to who he is beneath the mask. (Cover courtesy of @BlueBlackInk)

The small town of Juniper's Hollow is home to the most mundane and content folk on the Western Hemisphere. Nothing new or exciting ever happens... or so the inhabitants of the quaint little town believe. In a place where everyone knows everything about everyone else, who would expect the shadows to hold so many secrets? This work contains mature scenes including violence, deaths, sexual content (homosexual/heterosexual) etc. and is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. This book is fully copyrighted. Stealing and/or plagiarizing of any kind will not be tolerated; there will be legal consequences. Amen.

The family burns basics. Trashes tropes. Their daughter isn't out for blood. She's out for the person who started the cliche that ended her. ✯ ✯ ✯ "Even though I dip your toothbrush in the toilet bowl, excessively steal your clothes, purposefully annoy the hell out of you, and wish at every 11:11 that you'd be in a body bag the next morning - you're still my sister. And we will always have one another's back." ✯ ✯ ✯ "You're a cute banana." "Excuse me?" "Yellow on the outside, white on the inside." He read my silence as confusion and added, "Your little brother there is an Oreo; black on the outside, white on the inside. Your pretty sister over there is a coconut; brown on the outside, white on-" "What the shit. That's how you want to hit on me?" +++ Wendzel Baxtard, a feminist killjoy armed with heavy loads of sarcasm and marinates herself in self-respect, is ready to destroy the ethnic slurs and derogatory terms that were brought on her because of the clothes she wore and her sexual behaviors.

It's not often I turn my back to the moon. But for him, I'd make friends with the darkness. Or I'd fight it and all of its monsters. ☾ Nine months have passed since the Bad Moon. The gang's back and making their way to California to meet with Qamar concerning Ziya and the events of that night. There, in the luxurious Opulence Rose hotel, hundreds of wolves gather to celebrate the exposition. But a time for festivity could soon become the era of a new war. Will Jaylin be able to heal from the emotional lacerations of his recent hardships? Will he manage to find his way over the pain of his past to find happiness with Quentin Bronx, or will the beast in him only bring new chaos over his life?

"The lasts. The people left over." Ariel Thompson, a recent -and emotionally loss - college graduate, ends up at an NFL game with old college friends. The very same college friends, who --after hundreds of peers witnessed her great humiliation -- disappeared and betrayed her. When a freaky thunderstorm shuts down the city and traps thousands of fans inside the stadium, not only does Ariel try to survive with her betrayers (including the guy who humiliated her, who she may still be in love with) the roof starts to collapse, a known season ticket holder wrecks havoc, fans vanish from their friends' sides, and the rebirth of an infamous urban legend causes panic no one was ready to deal with. Except one... Tracy Earth, a mysterious woman, appearing out of the chaos around them, seemingly knowing what's going on. *An emotional, survival-of-the-fittest, story filled with rich tension, unforgettable drama, and horrifying suspense morphed into seat-grabbing thrill, follow Ariel as she's forced to use survival skills she's never learned as both Mother Nature and foul creatures attack the stadium*

Boy meets magic. Boy meets death.

❝That's not an antenna, that's my dick.❞ A fanfic where an alien-obsessed boy sends a signal to the stars above, and the universe decides to send one back. This book contains mature content. Read at your own risk. All Rights Reserved to chingyonce & macklemcvey, 2017. ©

Hello dear friends. I'm Doctor Josef R. Daneeka, inventor of the Lips, Nips and Hips line of cosmetics and the Warsaw Skin-E diet pill, world renowned surgeon, generous lover of my wife, and friendly neighbor. This screed, this angry little book of lies, exists solely to discredit me, my family and my work. I have no doubt that my corporate enemies (Procter & Gamble, I'm looking at you) are behind this propaganda. I tell you now, ladies and gentlemen of the jury: I have never spliced human DNA with extraterrestrial DNA; I have never manufactured human clones; I am not an opiate addict, and I most certainly do not keep my wife locked up in my cellar with a rhesus monkey. The (most likely invented) teenager protagonist herein, is a thief and a con artist who will play upon your sympathies in order to manipulate you. Moreover, his tale is nothing more than seedy, smut. While I, like any good citizen, cherish my gay comrades, the deviant author of this work wants to infest your children's minds with his debaucherous story of teenaged gay sex and drug abuse. Abstinence, dear friends, is all that I preach. Abstinence, and a deep love for God. Please, friends, avert your eyes. Oh, and for you ladies out there. Can't seem to get rid of those pesky zits? Fear not. Krazy Koncealer can blitz those zits, lickety-split. Permanently! Available at any pharmacy near you! Fantabulous cover art by : @Ferret-bird