This is a Collection of Real Life Horror stories. These stories are told by various different people who personally experienced paranormal events.

"I used to think my life was perfect, until I realized that perfection is impossible." _____________________________________________ Kolupo is a Nigerian girl who's not new to Senior Secondary School. Living the perfect, drama free, naive life was a norms for her. Until family and boy problems arise and all Kolupo can do is fall into a hole of confusion. Who had any idea she would have to crawl out of her online home for once? Who had any idea her life would collapse like a toothpick bridge? Who had any idea total strangers would become solid rocks? Probably not Kolupo. Book 1 in the Who Am I Series #1 in #afrikaans ~16/10/19--18/04/20--02/09/20 #14 in #African ~19/07/20 #19 in #african ~18/10/19 #4 in #ProjectNigeria ~05/08/20 #9 in #ProjectNigeria ~16/10/19 #15 in #ProjectNigeria ~ 02/07/19 #8 in #ProjectNigeria ~27/04/20 #22 in Nigerian ~ 02/07/19 #18 in Nigerian ~ 2/11/19 #10 in Nigerian ~ 12/04/20 #1 in Naija ~ 30/04/20 #1 in Nigerian ~ 16/06/20 Start Date: 26-05-2018 End Date: 23-07-2020

She was in love with words she'd never spoken, places she'd never explored, people she'd never met, and a world that didn't exist. Yet, she didn't believe the truth he vocalized like lies. He despised every syllable she uttered, every place she marked with her soft steps, the people she tainted with her pure voice, and the world she imagined. Yet, he didn't know the secrets she hid behind her mesmerizing eyes. ****** The purest of hearts have endured the most pain. The kindest of souls have been wounded the greatest. The biggest of smiles have quivered the hardest. The quietest of eyes have cried the heaviest of tears. || A Wattpad Featured Story as of May 17th, 2018 ||

Each chapter shares a random psychology fact. All of these are scientifically proven and provide you with more knowledge regarding psychology! This is an ongoing book. Highest Rankings: #2- psyche #3- psych #4- conscience #6- education #8- facts #36- true

Charming and elusive Evie Walker is certifiably the cutest girl at Somerset High, yet there is something off about her. Liam Davis is certifiably the hottest and most dangerous boy at SHS... And he's getting a little too curious. ___________________________________ Follow Evie as she navigates Junior year looking over her shoulder for anyone who might find out her secret, and keeping her emotions in check to save her from herself. Things get a bit more complicated when Liam Davis starts paying attention. Completed!! Ngl needs some edits though #1 in Narcolepsy #1 in Goldengirl # 1 in Goldenboy # 1 in yafiction #2 in Disorder #3 in NewAdult #8 in Romance

At sixteen, Sunngifu is more of a spoiled child than a dignified thane's daughter. She is destined to a life of wealth and power. Until her father fails to pay the Viking's tribute...

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

*Standalone prequel to Swallow* Owen Munson has a sinister hobby. He tends to daydream about cutting up his classmates. Try as he might, he can't lock the urges away. When he seeks help from an unorthodox source, those urges that should have been closed off are actually set free. Now he's killing against his will and he's extremely good at it. He can't tell and he fears he may never be caught. Morgana Feare is obsessive and compulsive. Two very handy traits for a new detective who's eager to show her worth...but also dangerous traits if gone unchecked. After a case leads her to an unlikely place, she starts to do strange things. Her obsessiveness and compulsiveness takes over. She starts taking anything she wants causing dire consequences for the previous owners.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.