#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.

I'm rewriting the story so be warned You're a 19 year old girl with really high IQ that can see things that others can't. Because of certain circumstances you meet Lucifer

I seductively walked to the drunk at the corner of the alley. He saw me and smiled widely. "Come have a drink with me! Lift your hood so I can see your beautiful face!" he yelled. I did and put a stone cold expression on my face. "You! You're supposed to be dead!" he said, trying to get up, but falling right back down. "Yes. I am supposed to be dead. But I'm not. The dead always come back to haunt you. But I'm not here to haunt you." He let out a sigh of relief. "I'm here to kill you." I hissed. He widened his eyes in fear and cowered into the corner. "It's funny how karma works, isn't it? You kill three innocent children and two of them just happened to be my beloved siblings. Now, I'm back for revenge." I smiled sweetly. "No! Get away from me!" he shouted, breaking a beer bottle and holding the glass in front of him. Perfect. "Do me a favor, and fill that bottle with your blood." I said, using my gift, and pointing to the unbroken beer bottle next to him. He immediately took the broken glass shards and started cutting himself with it and filling the beer bottle with his own blood. His shrieks of pain filled a little joy into my heart. "P-please! Make it stop! What are you?!" "Shut up and keep going." I hissed. He shut his mouth and cut ten times deeper. By the time an hour has passed, he was on the ground, lifeless. I smirked and took the filled bottles. "Thank you for the drink."

Cassie Claire was in for quite the pickle. She and her bevy of BFFs decide to go to the store one morning, but little did she know that she was about to meet one sexy, sexy man. Like in a romance movie, they locked eyes, and the whole world came to a screeching halt. What happened next wasn't as similar to a romance movie. He put a gun to her head And kidnapped her.

Just when she thought she was safe . . . Now that she has a loving, devoted family by her side, Talia Wilson finally feels happy and secure. What she doesn't realize is that someone from the past is out to get her. Someone who knows about her secrets and the deceitful game she played. And this someone is even crazier than the last . . . Welcome to 'Secrets and Lies', a sequel to Watty Award winning story 'The Secret'! *This story is an unedited first draft. Highest rank: #1 in Mystery and Thriller *This story contains scenes of abuse and may be disturbing to some readers. While the characters are fictional, domestic violence is a serious issue that many people across the world face. If you or someone you know is the victim of abuse, please seek help immediately. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

Indeed. You will be kidnapped and yes, somehow, a series of events shall unfold. But of course, I can't say whether the outcome will be good or bad. For that would just be ruining the surprise.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

Iris Wayne has no choice but to move to Gotham when her aunt unexpectedly passes away. Having no other family to turn to, she goes to the one person who hasn't been in her life since she was born: Bruce Wayne, her father. Upon beginning her new life in Gotham, she accidentally stumbles into one of The Joker's heists. Somehow impressing the psychotic criminal in allowing her to live, she realizes her luck did not come freely. Iris must allow herself to be a playing card in the Joker's game against Batman if she wishes to stay alive. Contains use of drugs and alcohol, cursing and of course, mild smut, but nothing too graphic. Thou hast been warned!

Some people believe, that a joker X Reader, would be insane people, gimmicks, and jokes. Not in my story. The story takes you on a journey of being a psychiatric in Arkham Asylum, and your next patient happened to be the Joker. You swore to yourself that you wouldn't fall for the likes of him,but let's face it no one can outsmart the notorious little devil. In the story you realize what it really means to fall in love with the psychopath, this is not a Mary Sue story, so if you're looking for your basic love story about two people falling in love, then get the heck out of here right now. This story is what is truly like, not what you think it is, what it really is. Instead of your cartoon Joker, I put Heath ledger Joker in here. Because he is dark and brooding and let's just face it everyone he's the best joker anyone will ever see.so if you're in the mood for a killer story, come read give it a like, a comment, and if you want to truly experience the best joker story ever, then read my story.

(Y/N) was 18 years old. She lived in a small town not too far from Gotham City, and she had a perfectly normal life until one day changed everything. She went on a walk to the park not so far away from her house. Suddenly she felt someone grab her from behind and then all she saw was black... This is a Joker x Reader story. Hope you enjoy! (I don't own the DC universe or The Joker.) This story is currently under the process of editing (7/16 parts edited), so bear with me for the time being. After I finish editing, I'll be sure to start working on new chapters! *since I'm planning to continue writing this fanfic, I decided to age up the reader 2 years, you can accuse the Joker of a lot of things, but let's subtract grooming from the list! WARNING! May contain gore and abuse #5 in Heathledger-02.11.19 #1 in Heathledger-09.01.25