When Scout Taylors accidentally finds her teacher's bloody body on the roof, she doesn't expect to immediately move in with a cunning assassin. But since she's now living with a secret killer, she might as well call him her boyfriend.

Alice Monroe was a good person who was about to do a very bad thing. A professional dancer at twenty-four, Alice had worked tirelessly for years to achieve perfection in all areas of her life. She had the perfect boyfriend, the perfect dream job in her pocket, as well as the unfortunate, naïve belief that perfection is built to last. All it took was one night to tear down everything Alice had built for herself until she was left single, jobless, and her heart stained with betrayal. With her tail tucked between her legs, she drives to Chicago to move in with her older sister until she's back on her feet. Little did she know that this was just the beginning of her twist of fate nightmare. Ethan Black is waiting for her in Chicago as a perfect stranger, but soon after he and Alice meet, it's impossible for either of them to deny that they're destined to be much more. The only problem? Ethan's engaged to be wed to her sister. STORY IS COMPLETE

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"

The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me. The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me. Why then, was I punished..? Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate. But maybe that was not enough. Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore. Finally she gave in and lost herself forever. ... Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

'Ashley looked forward to her new role as a moth looks forward to an electric light, drawn-in inexplicably and equally doomed upon contact.' Seventeen-year-old Ashley has her life mapped out as an aspiring psychologist. Bright and brilliant, with a particular fascination for warped and extraordinary minds, she leaps at the offer of work experience at Dale-Creek Hill, a private facility for the criminally unsound. Dazzled by the facility, Ashley strives to prove herself to her colleagues and the wily Head of the facility. However, in her eagerness to unlock the secrets of the inmate's minds, Ashley fails to realise she has a secret of her own, one that will connect her to two ingenious serial killers and change her life forever. [The Human Evil Series: Book One] [Unedited] [Only taster available.] ©2010 by Infamous ©2021 B. Infamous

When a strange advertisement appears on the local newspaper asking for compliant females willing to interview and connect with the minds of the worlds worst serial killers, Aria Black thinks it nothing short of an exaggeration. She applies for the job in order to spice up her monochrome lifestyle and let loose of her past. She receives the biggest shock of her life. That shock comes in the form of a man infamously known as Banshee. © bincus, 2017. recognitions: wattys shortlisted 2018. featured in mystery. #1 in mystery/thriller 2019.

The final battle for love, life and liberty has begun! Ayla has had to defend her people in the past, but this time, it is no mercenary rabble outside the gates of her castle: it is the army of the Margrave von Falkenstein himself. Her people are outnumbered and have nowhere to run. But they do have one last, desperate hope: A knight in blood-red armor with the face of a god and the heart of a devil. Will the enemy succumb to him? And more importantly... will Ayla? The third and final volume of Robert Thier's "Robber Knight"-Trilogy.

5 alphas of the werewolf school. 4 sexy, charming, and powerful Alphas and yet a weak one that had the strongest pack. My mate was one of the handsome alphas and the weakest alphas mate was my mate's girlfriend. He caged me in his room as hostage. Me In exchange for his mate, but my mate never came. He caged me......... And he also caged my heart.