There's something wrong with Kiran's city. First it was Lower Sector - flickering street lights, the lighted windows going out one by one, like candles blown out by a slow, invisible breeze - and now Middle Society is starting to feel the effects of the Black Wave: the slow but steady darkness sweeping over the city. Kiran is all too aware of the way the street lights are dimming, of the way her bedroom light takes one, two, three tries to turn on. Her sister pretends not to notice it and her mother is content with letting the Black Wave take its course, but Kiran is worried. Already, whispered stories are spreading throughout her school, like an airborne disease that tells a tale of panic, fear and death in Lower Sector. So when she's approached by a mysterious man in black who tells her nothing but an address and a whispered, "fight for the light," her decision is an easy one. Because in Kiran's world, there are only two options: learn to live in the darkness, or fight to bring back the light. © 2015 by shayebay This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved

On depression, and recovery. ❝Perhaps this is our kingdom, perhaps our crowns are the green specks of light that fall into our hair. And perhaps this is our fantasy, and perhaps we have no crowns but collars, collars that bind us to our differences and drive away the threat of being alike. Or perhaps we have both crowns and collars. Perhaps these two are in a constant war against each other, just as we are all in a constant war against ideals.❞

In a few seconds, it all happened so fast. Everything flashed before my eyes. One moment Kouseki was there, next thing....... He wasn't. Itsuki has gone through a dark past and doesn't want to associate with anyone anymore. But life has already begun when his previous one has ended. And so, Itsuki met new people that he wants to call friends, but just how could after what has happened? "There is no significance or anything special happening in my life, I just want to tell a story about the little things in life. Because in the end, we all need a little bit of Violet in our life,"

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]]

Having grown up believing that the Devil is God, Avalon Kandor and the rest of the youth living in the city of Eden spend their teenage years in pursuit of the one thing that matters: the title of a Pure. Awarded upon the completion of their education, it is both expected and an extraordinary honour. But becoming one of the Pure isn't as easy as you would think. Twice a year, for every year they attend school, the youth of Eden have to sit the Test: an evaluation of their knowledge and belief in God. In the younger years, getting a few questions on the Test wrong is nothing of concern, but upon reaching high school things start getting dangerous. Make a single misstep and you could face Expulsion and life as an impure. Get a wrong answer on the Test and you'll be Removed - permanently. Avalon knows the risks that accompany disobedience - has experienced them first hand - but when she's told that her world is based on lies, she'll do anything to find out the truth. Even if the truth turns out to be worse than not knowing anything at all. © 2014 by shayebay This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved Listen to the Eden playlist here: http://8tracks.com/grymoires/eden

Based on Troye Sivan's Blue Neighbourhood trilogy. ❝What if we just drove away?" he asked me, hands on the railing. "Leave this blue neighbourhood?" His curls were in artful disarray. I wanted to kiss him. "Where would we go?" I asked. Lately, he'd been talking about blue neighbourhoods a lot. According to him, a blue neighbourhood was a place where you most felt at home, and you could always go back to. I didn't think I had a blue neighbourhood, to be honest.❞

It was a silly thing to fear. But I feared it. Oh, God, I feared it. --- Just a short flash fiction piece that I promised to upload forever ago but never did. Hope you enjoy! Cover photography by David Moum, via Unsplash (used with permission).

In the isolation of a forest-beset town, a band of time-worshipping students discover the formula for eternal life -- and, engrossed in the paranormal and tempted by evil, learn the hard way the unshakable truths of life, death and reality. WARNING: contains graphic violence, self-harm/suicide, and course language. Reader discretion is advised. © 2017 by shayebay This short story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. All Rights Reserved

❝He stutters, while she babbles.❞ Highest Rank: #8 in Short Story - 01/10/18 Copyright © 2016 Cher Manelle

Cigarettes, lilac skies and poetry at 3am: sixteen-year-old Pietro ''Pit'' Rossi knows the adrenaline of feeling empty and infinite at the same time. With the reputation of a goofy idiot who doesn't care about anything at all, getting held back at school doesn't seem like a problem. But it is. Because Pit cares about everything, and he always cares too much. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]