Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

My Watty Awards 2013 Winner! The fourth installment of the DIMBFF series continues the thrilling journey of a young woman, Faith Williams, battling for her life, and the Angel of Death dragging her further into his world. *** My writing page! Please join! <3 http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075 *** DIMBFF Facebook group! Join!! https://www.facebook.com/groups/308207282529485/

Could I bring myself to love someone that I hurt so much? Is this all just a dream? Can I ever escape this nightmare? Frerard

A young murderer with amnesia enrolls in a reform school exclusively for wealthy teens. This steep tuition pays to clean records and erase evidence of heinous pasts. There's only one problem: The campus is haunted. »»-------------¤-------------«« "Like a starting pistol for a track event, this thriller should snap readers to attention and propel them headlong until the end." - JK Donahue HIGHEST RANK: #3 Mystery - Feb 2019 FEATURED: Wattpad Picks - Editor's Choice, May-August 2019 • @Mystery's Trending List • @Fright's Gothic & Eldritch List AWARDS: 2019 Futhark Awards, "Most Engaging Characters" - Horror/Thriller • 2019 Black Cat Awards, 1st Place "Horror" • 2018 Annual Medley Awards, 1st Place "Paranormal, Horror, and Mystery" »»-------------¤-------------«« It's been one year since Rayne Foster killed a young girl in the middle of the street, and after months of endless therapy, she still doesn't remember it happening. The psychiatrists at Aurora Hospital finally approve her transfer to Maria J. Westwood Correctional, a glorified reform school for the wealthiest teens in America; the steep tuition pays for a fresh start, wherein students can graduate and receive forged diplomas from blue-ribbon schools across the nation. Clean slate. But there are dark secrets on campus. A hidden history of blood, death, and darkness. Spirits haunt the campus grounds in the form of whispers, shadows, and vague apparitions. Rayne is one of the only students who can see them, and given her history of hallucinations, she begins to wonder if they are even real. That is until one night, she discovers a young boy on campus who can see them too. Could it be she's really not alone? Together, they may be the only ones who can put an end to the murders that terrorize the prim hallways of Maria J. Westwood. Rayne is determined to unlock the school's secrets in order to save her peers, whilst uncovering the secrets of her own past as well...

Madi's slumber party is suddenly terrorized by a harmless dare.

Jingle Hell, Jingle Hell, Jingle all the way. Oh what fun, It is to hide; To slaughter and to slay... (Winner of @Fright's Holiday Horror Contest!) Highest ranking: #10 in horror, 27th December 2016 Featured in @IncarnateMovie 'Best of Horror' reading list Featured on @Fright @Wattfest @SpeculativeFiction @ForbiddenWorlds reading lists Featured Story December 2018 (Home For the Holidays) Featured Story November 2020 (Editors' Choice) Featured Story October 2021 (Homepage, Spooky SZN) Also available on Amazon and at Barnes and Noble Includes audio Cover by @RachelS8766 Disclaimer: This story is rated PG13, and any comments on this story should also be suitable for 13 year olds to come across. Any comments which are not PG13 may be removed without notice. Thank you ☺♥

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

Watty Award Winner 2011) *ORIGINAL SERIES* This is the first book of the Original Death Is My BFF Series, which won the Watty Awards in 2011! *** Death came knocking at her door. Well actually, he pounded. Faith Williams has always been a little odd, but never before did she think she was one of a kind. Enter Death, the legendary, sadistic, and irresistible Grim Reaper who sparred Faith's life when she was a child. The more she tries to resist him, the more he's popping up in her life and turning it entirely upside down. Death is dangerous with a dark past and a thirst for revenge, and Faith Williams is slowly becoming unable to resist his power over her. Who is the man under the hood? What does he want with her? Most importantly, why the hell does he have a name for his scythe? ** This is the FIRST of the DIMBFF series. *** Fan Made Book Cover uses image from = michellemonique on Deviantart.com! http://michellemonique.deviantart.com/ MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

LOVE is a GAME of who falls first loses. . . or is it?