in which a sad girl leaves voicemails for a dying boy hoping that one day, maybe, he'll pick up the phone. completed august 23, 2017 voicemail format, lowercase intended

"why are you staring at me" "because you're beautiful" "you must be blind" "i am" "then how would you know i'm beautiful?" "i just do" warning: this book is so so so so cringeworthy and cliche and poorly written ! written before i had any idea how to develop a story lmao. slowly editing

Adaleen survived the Holy War. Barely. Her life, her faith, her beliefs are about to be transformed. All because she happened upon an injured wolf pup. But can she survive the secret hidden behind his icey blue eyes? Another war is coming. However, this one will not be fought with swords and shields among men, but rather fangs and blood among monsters. ©️ 2019 by Alyssa Michelle. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination and any resemblances to actually events or places or persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental.

Maria can't explain what she is or what she's done. After all, it shouldn't be possible for a human to conjur fire from nothing but pure will, but that hasn't stopped her before. She can't remember how she ends up bloodied, beaten half to death on a deserted doorstep in the middle of the night, but she can remember him, bringing her in. He's a little reserved but she doesn't mind, especially as they have something in common: neither one is supposed to exist outside of nightmares and folklore. Few people know Maria exists. All of them want her dead. None have felt the wrath of her new friend yet. This is an impossible story and you'd do best pretending you've never heard it.

"fuck the police. you're mine." [short story // completed one shot] sequel: mournings highest rankings: #245 in #teenlove {08.25.18} #704 in #dolantwins {08.30.18} 《started: 07.26.17》 《completed: 07.28.17》 © krystalsis

now he'd just mourn every morning. (sequel to nights) highest rankings: #306 in #fiction {08.31.18} #310 in #fiction {08.30.18} 《started; 17.08.18》 《completed; 09.01.18》 © krystalsis

"in your planet you're filled with greed and false belief. we came here to bring you peace." 《started: 04.03.18 》 《completed: 08.05.18》 highest ranking: • #1 in horror fiction {08.05.18} • #32 in science fiction {07.31.18} • #100 in #thriller {06.18.18} • #808 in #thriller {06.03.18} © krystalsis

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION When a summer of fun turns upside down, Olivia must figure out whether her paranoid imagination is playing tricks on her or if she's being followed - and by who. ***** It's been years since Olivia nearly drowned in Caldwell Beach, and after moving away, she's back for the summer to reconnect with old friends. However, not everything-or everyone-is the same. Her childhood best friend, Miles, is still sweet and carefree, but his older brother West is not. Disowned and working at the local garage, he's distanced himself from everyone, until Olivia accidentally uncovers the reason why. But as the two grow closer, strange things begin happening to Olivia. She can't stop seeing shadows and hearing voices, but as she slips into a downward spiral of obsessiveness and paranoia, she must fight to uncover the truth behind who is after her, and why. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]