Angie, a grieving expectant mother, must help the spirit of a little girl find the remains of twelve other children who mysteriously disappeared three years ago. ***** After the death of her twin brother, Angie Abernathy immersed herself in her painting to help her deal with her overwhelming grief. When her husband, John, finally convinces her to sort through some of Cory's belongings, she unexpectedly finds the closure she needs in the form of a map and a journal full of cryptic notes. When the notes lead her to the bodily remains of six-year-old Mary Drake, the first of thirteen children who went missing three years ago, Angie finds herself caught up in her own investigation and quickly starts to believe that Mary's bones aren't as dead as they seem to be... Content warning: This story contains mature themes, including references to the murder of children

"If love could talk, hearts would never break." In which murder is mistaken for mercy, and love is mistaken for lies. #1 - madlove / psychopath #3 - insanity

goodbye, my love.

"When your brother finds out what I do to you behind his back we're dead." "Then maybe I should stay on my knees so he doesn't notice." *** Everyone wants to see the sunset. It's something so beautiful and enthralling; so close but so far. I've been running after my sunset like my life depended on it. He's in my bed but not my heart, and I don't think he will ever be. If he was, we would both pay an unimaginably penalty. Then again, don't the best things come from under dangerous circumstances, waiting for the hatchet to drop? So I'll keep hunting, but some prizes are never meant to be captured.

Conversations between a self-professed narcissist and a baby-faced coffee-addict at ungodly hours.

When his mother and sister died, violence was the only way. Until he met, her. [alternative universe: mitch rapp x lydia martin]

This book is based on true events and nightmares that I have personally had, with the characters that are introduced in the nightmares real (except for the creatures obviously) and the character outside just a made up character, it acts as a metaphor of the confusion of what is real and what isn't...enjoy this ongoing project that will delve into people's deepest fears and personally mine.

The countdown to Halloween is on, and it's time to get spooky! Read No Evil is a great collection of original short stories put together for you by our Wattpad Originals writers. We'll be releasing new stories daily all the way until Halloween. Grab the potion of your choice (a cauldron sized coffee perhaps?), set the lights for maximum fright, and jump into these spine-tingling short stories.

When Venus Wilson is found dead the day after her annual Halloween Bash, everyone assumes it was a tragic accident. Except it wasn't. And those who know there was foul play involved aren't enthusiastic about speaking up. + + + There were about forty people under the same roof as Venus Wilson the night she took her last breaths. Four people found her lifeless body, and all four ran in the opposite direction. The beginning of the end started for them when they failed to inform anyone about the body. Now, left alone with no one to talk to, the four must put the pieces together to determine the culprit, before their past deeds catch up to them. Despite desperate attempts at returning to normalcy, every night in the loneliest hours they find themselves asking the same question a mourning town does, What happened to Venus Wilson the night of her Halloween Bash? [EDITOR'S CHOICE 2020] *cover by @claraelisibeth*

THANK YOU, Wattpad, for the HQ Love Watty Award! Concept: A mysterious young woman flees from her troubled past only to discover it is impossible to escape THE SECRET that haunts her. *PLEASE NOTE: This story was originally inspired by the movie "Sleeping With the Enemy". * * * * * "I would never, Steven," she promised, turning away from him in an attempt to protect herself. "I know you wouldn't," he screamed. Cupping her chin in his hand, he forced her to look at him. "Because I would kill you." His words hung heavy in the air. Sarah's heart sank into her stomach. No matter how many times she'd heard the menacing phrase, she could never get used to it. It had the same affect on her as the first time he'd thrown the ugly words in her face. The familiar sting of bile rose in her throat, and she knew she would deplete the contents of her stomach once she was locked in the safety of their master bath. 'If I make it through this time,' she agonized. Her biggest fear was that one day he would really lose his temper with her. Who knew what would happen then? *This story is an unedited first draft. Top Ranks: Action #1, Mystery and Thriller #1 *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.