*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.

Showcasing all the dumb, so predictable its funny and plain ol' cliche moments, of every fanfiction ever written. **THIS IS NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYBODY** *hi! its the author here, in 2016. please take in to consideration that i wrote this around 3 years ago. many of my opinions have very much stayed the same, but hopefully my ignorance has lessened. okay, enjoy reading c:

"You know, most of us are just fallen angels, but some of us were just born in Hell," His deep voice utters, a small grin playing at his lips, and I know he's straight from Hell. NEWLY REVISED AND RE-WRITTEN VERSION BEING DONE NOW AND WILL BE AVAILABLE IN BOOK FORM SOON

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

PROCEED AT YOUR OWN WILL I wouldn't read this if I were you I wrote it when I was 14 It's so bad. I apologise You can't see me, but I'm always around you. Run as fast as you can, but you'll never escape me. Fight me with all your strength, but you'll never defeat me. I kill when I wish, but can never be brought justice. Who am I?

Who will she chose? Harry, or Marcel? Aʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ, Dᴇsɪɢɴs ᴀɴᴅ Pᴀᴛᴇɴᴛs Aᴄᴛ 1988. Tʜɪs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʀᴏʟᴏɢᴜᴇs/ᴇᴘɪʟᴏɢᴜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀssᴏᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. Aɴʏ ᴜɴᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴄᴏᴘʏɪɴɢ, ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴄᴀsᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴅɪsᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏʀ sᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴsᴛɪᴛᴜᴛᴇs ᴀs ᴀɴ ɪɴғʀɪɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ. Aɴʏ ɪɴғʀɪɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ᴘᴜɴɪsʜᴀʙʟᴇ ʙʏ ʟᴀᴡ. © 2013 @grandmaswifi

"You will always be the same styles! You never care for no one but your self!" I shouted at him tears streaming down my face. His face was red and his eyes were dark. He was angry! He was shaking trying to clam him self down. He wanted to hit me again, I could feel it! I backed away as he stepped towards me...............A\N: this story holds strong swearing, violence and sexual actives! Read at own risk!!! ©lilychar1D don't copy my book please! I'll have to call the cops all rights reserved