WE ARE ALL PRISONERS OF OUR OWN MINDS. © JUGULARS 2018

❝the uprising has begun.❞

THEY ARE NOT WHO YOU THINK THEY ARE; THEY ARE DYING IMMORTALS © 2019 by lee

❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

❝From dusk till dawn, the voices become louder, whispering violent elations to his wanting ear while the night unfolds their wishes have been granted with a wager on their heads...❞ In which two night club owners lure men and women into their grasps in the haze of night, indulging in the feast of blood. As time passes, people start to laid their eyes where they shouldn't, observing from afar, who these creatures really are. As they say, curiosity kills the cat. • • • • Started: 04/03/18 H.R. #496 Paranormal| Mystery/ Thriller| Romance Copyright ©notlee_

WHO'S TO SAY WHETHER WE ARE GODS OR NOT? ss18, 20160307

**1ST PLACE FEATURED IN HORROR 8-31** Alzar's mind wasn't the only thing that was falling apart. ---- After an emotional outburst lands him in the principal's office, Alzar Lorne forced into a series of in-depth sessions with the school's new counselor, Miss 'Fancy' Hastur. However, with each meeting, Alzar's anxieties only seem to worsen, and he can't shake the feeling that something is off with Miss Fancy. He couldn't be more right.

may god be with you all.

is that all you want to be? liked? wouldn't you rather be passionately and voraciously desired?