After having a miscarriage and being asked for a divorce by her husband. Elizabeth builds her life from scratch. She disappears to a new country where she builds a new life and flourish in her career. Now three years later she returns to her home town with a bag full of surprises for everyone. But truth be told Elizabeth is not the only one with surprises. When Dilton her ex husband notices she is back all truth is revealed and her life takes unexpected turn. Join Elizabeth on her journey and find out what life holds for her.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

[✓Completed] After disease and nuclear warfare decimate the world population, 17-year-old Nadia is sure she's the last person left on Earth. Then one night, she hears a voice on her radio and everything changes. But as she and her new-found companions unravel the mysteries surrounding their survival, they soon realize that it was no accident, and that their situation could be far more dangerous than they'd ever imagined... Everything you love about the post-apocalyptic genre (science fiction, survival, adventure...) with a healthy dose of mystery and romance, too! *High rank: #1 in Science Fiction* *Featured!* *SciKick Starts Winner* *Added to Wattpad SciFi's Ongoing Stories List* *@BBCDoctorWho "Female Led Adventure" Pick* This is a first draft, so all comments, feedback, and votes are appreciated. :) ~~~ Comments from readers: I would comment some long in depth comment on how amazing this is, but I have to go read the next chapter the suspense is killing me! :) - pounding_heart So many options, so little info. I love the way you sprinkle hints and questions everywhere! - Nerdyna I'm in love with this idea! And your writing definitely makes it that much more vivid in my mind. Pure magic here xoxo - artskayyyy Omg! That was AWESOME! ! I totally knew it was something weird but that was a total brick! Great story! It's such a poignantly funny tale. - nikalaichopper I'm crying. This is so good! - kdar10 This is a beautifully written story so far which captures its audience's attention and never does let go. I can't wait to read more of this. - B_NeverLetGo

He's like a machine. He hates to be touched. He hates anything to be non-sanitized. He can't stand human emotion. He fakes a personality, just to seem okay. He hates technology, but is nothing without it. He's a professor to the class, but supposed to be a student. He teaches the same thing everyday, but was meant to be there only to learn. And then he loses control, unable to be a machine any longer, he begins to realize worshiping technology is nothing but a curse. He holds the life of an introvert, the life of a mad man, and he admits to it. All of it. ~~ "You're useless. Nothing but a controlled soul in a shell of a body." "Then just label me a machine, there is nothing more insane than that."

February 19th, 2018 He is test subject Three-eleven-thirteen. Ellie for short. He's human. Remarkable. He can breathe freely, no tubes. His heart has adapted to beating on it's own. He opened his eyes yesterday, we looked at one another. He looked at me, truly looked at me. My daughter, Ripley, tried speaking with him, but he didn't understand. I will have her keep working with him. He will speak. February 23rd, 2018 He is standing. His bones are still fragile, but he is gaining muscle rapidly. This is incredible progress in such little time. Everything is going as planned, though his fingernails are black. They weren't black yesterday. March 13th, 2018 Ellie attacked Ripley last night. He will be kept in restraints from now on. March 27th, 2018 My God he is strong. The mysterious blackness that had formed in his fingernails is now flowing in his veins. Whatever this black liquid is, it's possessing him. April 4th, 2018 He bit me last night. I can feel the mystery in my veins. What is this? April 5th, 2018 Test subject three-eleven-thirteen, Ellie, will no longer be a patient of mine. I have locked him up in a cell in my lab. I fear him. He will stay in that cell for God knows how long until he starves to death. I am a coward. April 6th, 2018 I can't tolerate this. I think I'm truly losing it. My memories, my spirit, I feel them being eaten by this black virus. I have to end this tonight. I have to end myself tonight. I have too. Ripley, my sweet daughter, I love you baby. I am sorry for creating that abomination. I am so sorry.

Rabid is what they are. The Scott family are as powerful as they are rich. They have more money than most could count too, and enough fame to place their names in the history books. In an unfortunate circumstance, Mr. and Mrs. Scott, gave birth to a son; Ezra Scott. He's the definition of spoiled. With life's luxuries handed to him on a silver platter, he's never been told he can't have what he wants. He's dated more than a dozen women at a time, despite being fresh out of his teen years. He's irresponsible, he's reckless, and he believes he lives to have fun. Ezra's family's fame depends on him to pass university and take over the family business. That's fine. He is certain university would be just as easy to graduate as highschool was -when he'd pay other students to do his work for him. So, what happens when Ezra locks eyes with none other than Olivia Brooks; a girl just lucky to have been accepted to a prestige school along with Ezra, and soon finds himself falling in love with her despite all the times he has publicly humiliated, and bullied her before? Will she accept him, or for the first time in his life will he work for something he wants, after being told the word he's never been told before; 'no'.

I was never meant to leave that room. I had spent my whole life in there, imagining what it was like on the outside. I looked forward to the day when I would finally be allowed to leave. But that day was never supposed to come. Until James decided to keep his promise. He had always been there, on the other side of the glass. Waiting. The experiment wasn't over. He was still waiting for me to change. But I didn't change. Not until that night. It was dark, and there was rain. The sound of the car engine was loud, but the crash was louder. In the crash, I became something different. I changed. But not for James. This new part of me emerged for one reason; to save her. This story is a first draft and will contain typos and grammatical errors. I apologize for these in advance, and hope you can see beyond them to the story beneath. Happy reading!

I entered his room, my eyes filled with tears, and my heart pounding fast. He had his back towards me, wearing a black tux, he stood tall. "You wanted to know how I feel about you," I stated and swallowed my tears. He slowly turned around and gave a jerk to his brow. "I'm here to confess," I closed my eyes and tears rolled down my cheeks. It was hard for me to confess my feelings before someone who has done nothing but ruin my life, on top of that, surrendering before he was hard too. He was watching my face with a smirk of pride. "I love you, Sawyer!" I mumbled, noticing his unbuttoned shirt. His smile grew bigger and he scoffed, licking his lower lip and narrowing his eyes, he knew he has won. "Who is this babe?" my whole world shook under my feet when a girl walked out of the bathroom with his shirt on. She wasn't wearing anything other than his shirt. "She is a fan." he joked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to his chest. A gasp escaped my lips and I gulped, the pain was too much. "Is she going to stand here and ruin our night?" she questioned, rolling her eyes and playing on his chest with her fingers. "Why?" I whispered, my eyes watching Sawyer with pain and questions in them. How can he make me confess and then sleep with someone else? "Well, you can enjoy it with my guards if you like." He stated very disrespectfully, the hope of love, the wish of a happy life, and the thought of Sawyer with this girl, not only broke my heart but it broke me.

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"

Never do what you're told, never boil your own head in vinegar and, most important of all, never ever marry a man-those have always been Lilly Linton's principles for a happy, carefree life. So, how the heck did she end up engaged to multinational industrial magnate Rikkard Ambrose? Right now she's too happy to care. But what happens when she discovers the dark secrets of her fiance's past? Can she still love him if she finds out the truth? The sixth volume of the award-winning "Storm and Silence" series.