Devon Barnes and her best friend, Dante Granger, have just finished University and move into the third story flat in a gorgeous, newly renovated town house. The excitement of her first place soon wears off for Devon as she notices some strange things happening in the flat. Dante brushes it off as stress from the move and Devon’s new job, so she finds herself trying to work out what is happening alone. With only a two initials scribbled on a piece of paper, she sets out to find who ZJ and SM are. None of the neighbours seem to want to discuss the previous tenants, but when Devon overhears them gossiping about ‘poor Spencer Morgan’ she is halfway to discovering what is going on. Things take an unexpected turn as Dante starts to notice Devon acting out of character, and he is forced to face the truth – something out of the ordinary really is going on.

If the Gods, Sages and Spirits from different religions and practices met in a board room to discuss the fate of the human race, bound by the same unreasonable feuding as the Humans below they turn to Satan for help. Each chooses one human to put their faith in, forcing them through the seven trails of hell. Who will win?

"Why do you always have those earbuds in?" "Music keeps the monsters away." ~*~*~*~*~ Casey Adams is your average 16 year old - except for one thing; she has been diagnosed with Schizophrenia. [#17 mystery/thriller] [will be edited and a new version will be posted soon]

everything's a side effect when you have cancer. you've got a cough? it's cause of the cancer. your boyfriend of three years dumped you? it's cause of the cancer. you're feeling depressed? it's that damn cancer again. but, no one ever tells you the good side effects; the ones that made marnie wayward's last few days worth living. the exact same ones that made her think that, instead of lung cancer, she had heart cancer because she was a billion times sure her heart wasn't supposed to beat this fast. but it did. all because of him. {the terminal challenge by threesixtyfive}

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

dear oliver: there's something i have to tell you. lilly. [ 11 | 30 | 14 - #146 Teen Fiction ] [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-fourteen ]

i used to rant about little bitches in the mdc but then i grew up.

'Watching your brother go down for rape sounds like a difficult task, right? Try being the girl in the witness stand, the victim.' Most people ignore Kat Price and go straight for her perfect, confident and attractive older brother, Finn. The day that Finn goes down for rape, Kat's in the spotlight, Kat's the one with the answers. She also just wants to be left alone, remain invisible and live happily with her mum and her horse without the gossip and drama. So, what happens when a brooding boy with beautiful eyes and a love for horses is thrown into the mix? Eli is the proud new owner of Finn's old mare, Tempest. He doesn't know about Kat's haunting past or why she's so skittish. All he knows is that he's desperate to help. Headstrong and broken is how Eli describes Kat when he first see's her. But is her past too shattered and her heart too destroyed for Eli to fix?

Kaylaxin Pearson is forced to raise her only child with all odds against her, hoping to unravel the misdeeds that her past burdened on her. Despite being destitute and broken, she deemed likely that the future stored ample eminence for her daughter. Lexie however, grows up building castles on air so very polluted they could barely stand. Somewhat like an inherited curse for mishaps, dragging misery to her young, faint heart. Maybe, just maybe, life as her mother anticipated would be unbiased to beat the fated odds. Or mayhap it's all a wish. Read on Simply Tragic. ©Shirlin works.