"One mobile dating app... gone wrong. Countless of daredevil couples in Lancaster High are now battling dangerously because of this deadly app. Everyone's life is now at risk. Too bad, it's too late to deactivate." Mechanics: 1. Choose an online partner. 2. Know each other deeper. 3. Kill other players together. Are you ready to login? 🖇 COMPLETED | EPISTOLARY Date Started: November 25, 2017 Date Ended: January 14, 2018

Ako si Aramis Rayne. Seventeen. Forever. Isa akong personal assistant. Pero mas komplikado ang job description kaysa sa iniisip mo. Gano'n siguro talaga kapag ang anak ng Grim Reaper ang boss mo. Lahat magiging status: "It's Complicated". At nagsimula ang lahat no'ng araw na namatay ako. Book 1 of Reapers Trilogy Taglish All rights reserved.

As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. And now, he lives next door. I'm Sarah and this is my story. Disclaimer: This story was written in 2011. Just so you know.

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION I am Aramis Rayne. Immortal. Full-time familiar. Short-term goal: Rescue my boss from total annihilation. And how to do that? I'm going to need a miracle.

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.

(Reapers Chronicles Book I of III) (Watty Awards Paranormal Story of 2012) I know I'm supposed to be dead. But for some reason, I'm not. I am Aramis Rayne. Occupation: Personal Assistant. Sounds boring, right? But the job description is a lot more complicated than that. Well, maybe because my boss is an Immortal. Now, I'm bound to him. And it all started on the day I died. From childhood, Aramis already knows that she's different. All her life, she had isolated herself from everyone, but when she moves into a small town and meets an obnoxious, mysterious boy named Vincent Sinclair, her world is turned upside down. Her dream of a normal, boring life becomes out of reach when she is plunged into the world of 'Immortals' who are the keepers of balance between death and the living. Now, Aramis is forced to choose: the world or her love?

This work of fiction may include potentially disturbing readings, scenes and discussions around topics such as self-harm, physical violence, emotionally triggering materials, death and suicide. Please engage in self-care as you read this work. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Project M #ProjectM1 31/12/17

Exactly 17 years after book one comes the story of Scarlet Cress and how her life changed when she accidentally 'fell' in Middle Kingdom and met Prince Clyde. Now she has to face a fate she can't avoid. Will it finally be the ending that the kingdom hopes for or will it turn darker than they expected?

Emerald Prescott thought that her life was just normal. Not until her 18th birthday when a group of scary men took her parents and tried to kill her. Good thing someone 'saved' her by taking her to a world of royals. Literally. But that's where everything unfolds. Not only she has to cope with the fact that there's a place where magic exists, but she also has to accept that she's, well, a Princess and the next Queen. Now, having suitors from royal families and people trying to take her throne, can she handle the royalty and the betrayals ahead?

She and her diary. He and his handwritten letters. Two brokenhearted strangers. One faithful meeting. How do you unlove someone? How do you move-on? And lastly, Where do broken hearts go?