"You can only push a person so far before they break." The dark veil of the Black Prom Massacre still hangs heavy over Chamberlain, Maine. Everyone believes the tragedy's catalyst, Carrie White, is dead, but they are wrong. Barely clinging to life and sanity, Carrie flees her infamous past, alone and hunted for the devastating telekinetic power that erupted from her. Just as hope fades, a mysterious older man finds her and leads her to the only person who might hold the key to her survival: Jago, a Tibetan warrior-monk consumed by a quest for atonement. But Carrie's troubles have only just begun. The same deadly forces that stalk the competitors of the Killer Instinct tournament-those who seek to harness her "cursed" ability-are closing in. With the terrifying, impending apocalypse of Gargos's invasion drawing near, Carrie must master the raw, brutal strength of her power before it consumes her. The journey towards redemption has begun. ------------------------------------------ Cover credited by @Niranju98. Disclaimer: Microsoft and Rare own Killer Instinct Stephen King owns Carrie. *EDITING

I was too selfish with my actions. I forced her to stay at that restaurant, even when she had said she wanted to leave, then I left her there, only caring about what I was feeling at that moment, not considering what the press would do to her and now I watched what my actions ensued. I watched her as she continued to scream my name but to no avail, I had stupidly abandoned her, left to be eaten alive by those vultures. She was never going to forgive me. "Paparazzi are seriously messed up in the head. WTF!" He exclaimed sounding shocked, obviously watching it as closely as I was. I wanted to nod, agree with him in anyway, but I couldn't move. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. Something....something about her agony brought a pain in my chest that I wasn't able to explain. It tore me apart completely. I kept watching even if my mind begged me to stop, I didn't comply. I glued my eyes to the screen, watching as she stuttered, cried and begged for them to leave her alone. At one point she looked really sick, like she was gonna pass out, but they kept clicking the cameras over and over until she vomited right there on the ground under the rain. My heart ached knowing that I had caused this. I saw the look of disbelief on her face, as they just kept filming and clicking, regardless of what state she was in. Obviously realising what a bunch of demons they were. she screamed as her tears flowed freely, begging them to leave her alone once again, but they wouldn't. I couldn't save her when she needed me the most, but I will find her and I will get on my knees and beg for her forgiveness no matter what. I watched as closely as I could. Every detail. Every word. Every click, so as to figure out ways at which I would destroy them all! **************** Hello beauties! Thank you for clicking on this book, and I hope you give it a chance. This is my very first time writing, so I'm not perfect. Thank you again and I hope you enjoy! I love you all❤❤

Note: This is written like a TV or movie script rather than a book so just throwing it out there. #220 in future 8/14/2018 #72 in science-fantasy 8/14/2018 #10 in monster girl 10/19/2018 #828 in sci-fi 10/19/2018 People live in a world where the suffering of people is endless. Day in and day out people undergo hardships of all types. However, one persons suffers more than all. He is at the bottom of the deck, treated as the lowest of the low. Abandoned and betrayed by his family, he will never know the secret they kept from him. This story follows that person as he fights his way to the top, shaping his mind, body and soul in the process to rid the world of all the evils found in it, which only he can do.' This is in WIP mode and some things might get changed around so keep an eye out for updates. Cover is made by @SMaristany, big shout out to her for helping me. https://www.wattpad.com/user/SMaristany Music is made my @the_witt, big shout out to him for making Pure's theme. https://www.wattpad.com/user/the_witt https://clyp.it/pvijx0yu

Everything I have suffered yesterday has given me the strength to overcome whatever storm whichever agony. Time has erased my wounds, yet won't bring back what I lost yesterday. Whilst dreaming with my open mind. My days are hell, in a place without escape. They have seized my body but never my life. I won't stop until I attain my vengeance and make my tormentors pay for what they have done. No, I swear I will not rest until I do. I am not going to leave it to Chance what I must do because my torment was hell and now it's time for them to pay. I will not stop until I achieve...