Deimos was not the only child to be taken by the cult of Kosmos. One of the 'other' tortured Children of Chrysis never truly stood a chance - unless a bargain was struck between them and a misthios. Eos, a very lost child of Kosmo, will only have so much time to show her brothers and sisters the truth; otherwise, she'll have to kill them. However, with the cult already beginning to fall, it may already be too late. With a past life that involves a Demi-god, a lycaon and oracles, Eos may be the key to finding the sanity in those lost to the cult or, she may just be their destruction. And, her past might have just as many secrets as our Heroes does... [Takes place during the main game and after - with elements from The Legacy of the First Blade DLC towards the end]

Stacie Hawkins, a 15 year old young girl develops and extremely intense fear for mirrors. Her friends at school scare her with the "Mirror Man" story. Everyone in school made fun of her genuine fear. Even her parents didn't believe her and thought that she needed psychological help. The mirrors in her house sat there from the very beginning and besides the passing paranoia of something in their reflection, a feeling common in mirrors, there was nothing to care about. But then, she started to have the dreams, dreams that haunted her. Dreams about creatures creeping out of mirrors that bedevilled her for life. It wasn't just a figment of her imagination or any hallucination but, it was an irrational fear, a fear that may cause her to die, a parasitic fear of mirrors, a catoptrophobia. Excerpt: My dad was hanging with a cable tied around his neck. It was connected somewhere in the bedroom and he was outside the window. As he spun, I saw another note. It was nailed to his heart. Ten people I didn't even know were strung up in different ways all around the room. Some by their necks, others by their toes. Some even by their hair. All had their eyes dug out and open gaping mouths. All were hanging about a foot above my height. I was crying but I got back up. I was determined to destroy this mad girl. As I walked to the stairs, staring at all the bodies, I heard a sound like something was dropped down the stairs. It was a blood covered arm. I heard the sound again, this time it was a leg. Then an arm, then a leg and then finally, a head. It was my mom's head. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Highest ratings: No. 1 in phobia No. 1 in mirrors 2 in helplessness #41 in ghost out of 2.92 k #247 in horror out of 15.1k #6 in nightmares out of 3.16k

Evelyn Malfoy was very aware of how different she was, seeing as no one could ever let her forget it. Comparing her and her twin brother, Draco was like comparing night and day. Draco was the self absorbed, rude, Slytherin Prince. Evelyn was the quiet, kind, Gryffindor mystery. She kept to herself with her small amount of friends and she was happy that way. All was well, until her name came out of the Goblet of Fire. Now, Evelyn is forced out of the shadows and in a deadly competition, and her only ally hasn't even looked at her since their first year. {HIGHEST RANKING: 1st in #harrypotter; 1st in #potter; 1st in #lgbt; 1st in #twins; 52nd in #fanfiction} This is the second draft of this book! If you have already read it once, I urge you to re-read, as lots has changed. Also this is not discontinued! The story is still going I'm just sad and can't write :)