Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

I screamed at the top of my lungs when he slashed the boy's neck with his claw. The boy next to the dead body stood frozen while he visibly squeezed the boy's head into nothing. Jack pushed me at the monster and ran out the door, but he didn't make it far. He caught up with him and bit off his head, blood trickling down his chin. Then the monster turned towards me and threw Jack through the window, loosing interest in the boy in a second. He walked towards my shaking body, leaning his 8 foot body down to mine. The smile that formed on his disgusting face made my stomach do a 360° flip. And the fire that was enveloping him was making my eyes burn. "Missed me girly?" * * * DO NOT RE-POST THIS STORY. ~Warning: Lots of bad words and sexual content.~ *Leaving a cute comment will get a chapter dedicated to you^^* Copyright © 2015 evil_panda22

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION. Bound by fate. Divided by duty. Yenni has never been this far from home. With only her wits, her strength, and her sacred runelore, the fierce Yirba warrior princess is alone in the Empire of Cresh. It's a land filled with strange magics and even stranger people-all of whom mistrust anyone who's different. But Yenni will prove herself, and find the cure for her father's wasting illness. She will not fail. No one warned her about the dragons. Especially not about him. Yet there is something powerful and compelling about the violet-black dragon known as Weysh. In human form he's muscular, beautiful-and completely infuriating. What kind of arrogant creature claims a stranger as his Given; as his destined mate? Yenni is no man's-or dragon's-plaything. But other magics must be at work here, because Weysh might just be her best hope at finding the answers she seeks. Only now Yenni can't tell if she's fighting an attraction to a dragon . . . or fighting fate itself.

What am I saying exactly? It better not be in Latin, I can just about speak English. God this writing is all smudged. The book had a simple summoning poem written in it, as advertised even a dummy could follow it. But for some reason, Luna still managed to mess it up. 'Are you ready to make a contract with me? For these words you speak are the key. I will serve you until my mission is done, and in return your soul will be won. Just give the order and for you I shall fight, whenever you wish, day or night. To make this contract you will need a seal, and in return we will have made a deal. The thing I need from you now is simple. The ring will be our binding symbol.' Now what was the part she got wrong you wonder? Well, what on Earth would a demon want with a ring?