For those who have read "Creepypasta: MadCat666 Hell House" and want to know more of her story and want to know what really happen that came to be the demon she is today. Understand Lawson, Seth, and MadCats true story.

Short story collection. They gather in the dark: those who did not traverse to face their judgement when their mortal shells expired. It is within these darkest regions that the veil to the mortal realm is weakest. Sentinels stand at each of the seven gates, commanded by the gods to guard against the spirits that try to break out of Akasha. But there are some who manage. Many come seeking closure, demanding retribution for wrongs done onto them by their mortal brethren. No longer visible, they collate shadows, merging with the darkness to assume corporeal form that allows them to move among you, yet remain hidden; at least until it's too late to do anything more than beg for mercy. For darkness taints even the purest of souls.

In the darkest corners of lower Manhattan, a battle like no other rages. The city is home to a hidden group of survivors of the nanite plague, and a brother and sister born to defend their race. With a touch that can destroy nanites, Lanni, sister of Alex, is their last chance. Can she save her brother? Can she protect mankind's only hope? Or will she be responsible for the destruction of the last humans on earth? It's going to be another long day....... Killing Tiffany Hudson was just the beginning, but there is so much more to the story surrounding Diane and Crane's meeting in post-apocalyptic Manhattan. Children of the Plague tells the story of the survivors in the city, including Diane and some new characters you'll want to meet.

(This may need some severe editing and plot reshuffling, but for now, I will leave it as it is until I have time to alter it) You all know the fairy tale. A beautiful young girl is hunted by her jealous stepmother, poisoned by an apple and married to a prince. I will tell you this now. You have been lied to... When Elva Rosewood finds a strange package and a riddle on her window sill, she begins a terrifying journey to fufill her destiny. Along the way, she must confront very real fears, blood-thirsty demons, a touch of poison and a terrible loss. But time is running out! Elva only has three moons to complete her task, or evil shall reign forever. In the form of the fairest of them all.. Skin as white as snow. Lips as red as blood. Hair as black as night. The water will run red. Be afraid of Snow White....

A murdered father has left Hope's life in shambles. With limited support in her life she feels alone. So what happens when a mysterious man comes into her life and flips it around?

Maya's just a normal girl. Unfortunately, she is the only girl to have escaped Jeff the Killer. When she escapes she thinks it's over, but she has no idea that this is just the beginning of her love-filled nightmare.

Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

"TO BE A MURDERER CAN BE QUITE SIMPLE WHEN NO ONE SUSPECTS THE PERSON THAT HAS AMNESIA." mystery/thriller | horror | twisted romance description inside... *Current cover by @aciddaisies_