Marco Iannucci has a 9 year old son, a crushing debt from college, a flaky baby momma and has decided to give up on love this Christmas. Valentina Romero has a 4 year old cat, a crushing debt from college, a habit to ruin every relationship she's ever had because she can't commit, and has decided to give up on love this Christmas. The two have nothing in common other than the fact that their love lives are as non-existent as flying pigs. But as the cliché says, opposites attract. Fingers crossed these ones do. Could Marco and Valentina decide to give romance one last try with each other, just in time for Christmas?

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

CASE: CLOSED "She's dead now, and there's nothing we can do about it." --- Kasia Andrews expects very little on a Monday morning. Until, whilst locked in the PE store cupboard, accompanied with basket balls, netballs, soccer balls and the guy that she doesn't really know anymore, Charlie Allen, they both uncover the diary of the recently deceased Devin Hill. © 2014 imogen timby.

Delilah Jones. She was such a sweet girl that was full of potential. Or still is. We aren't sure if Delilah is still alive. But what we do know is, that if anyone knows where she is, it would be Sawyer Gem. "Delilah Jones. People keep talking about her like they knew her when nobody knew shit about Delilah. She was on her own and now, if she is alive, she truly is alone."

Even in death, the dead speak. ✘ ✘ ✘ An investigation is set off by a pair of sleuths after a recording arrives in their laps from the victim himself, detailing how he set off the very murder that killed him...

Octavia. That's the name the world knows her by. One word. One name. At seventeen, she was a girl who had her spotlight when she was whisked away to co-star in what would be an award-winning movie. From that moment on, she had never strayed away. Now, at 24, Octavia is a star and has found herself in multiple productions. As she finds herself in Milan, Italy for a new and upcoming movie she is cast in, she crosses paths with Caleb Henderson, the famous writer known to the world as Romero Henderson. However, as the production of the movie begins, Octavia immediately decides her opinion of Caleb. She doesn't like him. She borderline hates him. She hates how annoying he is. She hates the stupid, random topics he always brings up. She hates how he almost always cuts her off whenever she's speaking. She hates how attracted she is to him. I exhaled, trying to rub the tiredness off my face with my hands. I looked down at his shadow on the ground to him. His face looked as if it was glowing from the sun, his eyes narrowing from the brightness. I let my gaze trail from the exposed tattoos on his arms to the stupid smile that was still on his face. "Why are you like this?" For a moment he didn't answer me. He simply glanced at me, knowing that I meant more in the five words. The smile on his face went from pure amusement to bitterness. It was something I had never seen before and I didn't think I wanted to see him smile like that ever again. He pivoted his head towards the sun once again and in a serious tone asked, "Would you have me any other way?" Cover: @EmSlough_

A campus thriller: suspense, murder & one handsome roommate. ***** When Haley Bell is offered a scholarship to study at the exclusive Woodcreek College, famous for moulding the world's brightest thinkers, politicians and entrepreneurs, she jumps at the opportunity. Except when she arrives, the murders start. In a campus hidden from civilisation in the mountains of Colorado, Haley's classmates are slowly turning up dead. As the bodies pile up and eyes of suspicion turn on her, Haley finds that there's a reason why she was brought to Woodcreek. And it wasn't to study. "That opening line will hook you (I still think about it) & it DOESN'T STOP! I binged this like crazy" - Leah, Sr. Editorial Manager @ HQ [[word count: 90,000-100,000 words]] Cover designed by Ellie Sita

There's nothing you're forced to trust more than your own mind. You're dependent on it, it stores the memories that make up your world. But what if it could be stolen from you? Aspen's world is growing, from the boundaries of her country farm to the edges of the city. Her first year of university. It's supposed to be full of independence and new beginnings, and Aspen's is filled with new friends and the prospect of romance. Until she finds out her best friends are killing people. A YA thriller swimming with mystery, romance, and a seething danger that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Highest rank: #10 in Mystery/Thriller Cover by @supernovass © 2016 AUTHERAS, All rights reserved

When Venus Wilson is found dead the day after her annual Halloween Bash, everyone assumes it was a tragic accident. Except it wasn't. And those who know there was foul play involved aren't enthusiastic about speaking up. + + + There were about forty people under the same roof as Venus Wilson the night she took her last breaths. Four people found her lifeless body, and all four ran in the opposite direction. The beginning of the end started for them when they failed to inform anyone about the body. Now, left alone with no one to talk to, the four must put the pieces together to determine the culprit, before their past deeds catch up to them. Despite desperate attempts at returning to normalcy, every night in the loneliest hours they find themselves asking the same question a mourning town does, What happened to Venus Wilson the night of her Halloween Bash? [EDITOR'S CHOICE 2020] *cover by @claraelisibeth*