eccedentesiast (n.) a person who hides pain behind a smile

"Her love was like alcohol, and I adored being intoxicated"

a boy and a girl who are back and forth and back and forth in a tedious cycle of head and heart

A collection of my writings both poetry and prose. (Cover credited to @wildtelutubie)

POETRY ECHOES OFF HER TONGUE 2016, revolved © POETRY | 3

Detectives Mike Lynch and Ben Torrens thought they had seen it all. Yet nothing could prepare them for what they were about to face. Freybourne, a quiet city populated with a mere 85,000 people and surrounded by bushland, is under attack. A serial killer with the most perverse fetish of allpregnant women- has turned it into a hunting ground. When the mutilated body of a young woman is discovered, shockwaves surge through the sleepy little community. Weeks later a second body, bearing the same trademark mutilation as the first, is uncovered. With few leads and even less forensic evidence left at the scene, Mike and Ben tackle their most difficult case yet, a case that sucks them deep into the seedy underbellies of some of Freybourne’s most well known establishments. When a lead points them to a Wellness Clinic, a web of lies and deceit begins to unravel. Will the Wellness Clinic pay the ultimate price for secrecy or will Mike and Ben crack the case before more bodies turn up? The pressure begins to mount when Mike discovers his girlfriend is pregnant and Ben’s ex-wife is somehow caught up in the investigation. The two men find their tempers running hot and their time running out.

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

❝a beautiful girl with gorgeous eyes, but a hidden world of hurt and lies.❞ a collection of short poems and quotes. morning thoughts ✨ #11 in poetry [18/02/18]