So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

Don't show fear. Don't attract attention. Don't forget who the monsters are. Those are seventeen-year-old Janneke's three rules to surviving in the Permafrost. Her family is dead, her village burned to the ground, and now she's a slave in a court of merciless goblins. Though her master, Soren, offers her a small sphere of protection, it comes at the cost of abandoning humanity and their ways for good. When the Goblin King is defeated in a fight, it ignites an ancient competition to become the next King. The goal is simple: kill the sacred White Stag before the other goblins kill you. Soren sees it as the perfect opportunity to shape Janneke's acceptance of the goblins' way and give in to the hatred and violence festering inside of her. Janneke's only hope for survival is to outrun, outfight, and out-kill every creature in her path, all the while dealing with Soren, whose fierce desire for her to be a goblin is shadowed by his fascination for her human heart. Hunting the Stag is Janneke's best chance at revenge over those who enslaved her, but to succeed, she'll have to watch her humanity bleed out like the creatures she's sworn to kill. **CREDIT FOR THE WONDERFUL COVER GOES TO @seventhstar *** ***COMPLETED. THE SEQUEL, GOBLIN KING, IS IN THE PROCESS OF WRITING AND POSTING. ENJOY!!!***

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

***Optioned for film/TV by Komixx Media! More info coming soon!*** Selected by @Unfriended for the Best of Horror! A serial stalker is on the loose. When detectives find a single wolfsbane flower under Hadley Jasper's bed, they fear the worst. Will she be found in time? Or will her mutilated remains be all that's left.

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

"I'll never be your Queen!" Princess Viola spat at him, her voice laced with determination. King Archer leaned forwards on his throne, glaring at her. "I'll give you one more time to rephrase yourself," he said sharply, with a look in his eyes that dared her to repeat herself. Princess Viola, sat upright, her voice burning with resentment, as she looked deep into his eyes, "I'd rather work as a slave for the rest of my life than ever becoming your Queen." King Archers' anger flared as he got up from his throne, walked down the stairs, and grabbing her by her jaw roughly as he tightened his grip making it ache under his touch. With her face mere centimeters away from his he threatened, "Then so be it." Viola tried her best not to flinch under his painful grip as she stubbornly held their gaze. Tightening his grip one more time, before finally letting go of her jaw he shouted, "Get her the fuck out of my sight!" -------------------------- Princess Viola is the only one to survive a ruthless rebellion and is helplessly at the hands of the new King. When she refuses to become his Queen he enslaves her with the goal to make her regret her decision as he resents her and her family.

Lines blur as loyalty clashes with desire when young soldier Reia is forced into captivity by her nemesis, a warg alpha. *** There's nothing military prefect Reia Rathbone hates more than wargs. The only good warg is the one bleeding at the end of her sword. Warg leader Bayne Longtooth has a thirst for revenge on the humans infringing on his mountain, and he'll stop at nothing to see they're destroyed. When a turn of events puts Reia in Bayne's captivity as the winter darkness descends, their worlds clash. As sworn enemies taught to hate each other, they shouldn't feel the inexplicable temptation pulling them closer. But could the love of a human finally thaw the heart of a warg with nothing left to lose? Or will they end up killing each other before they can find common ground? WARNING: This story contains depictions of violence, sex, and strong language that may be upsetting to some readers. Cover designed by Louise de Ramos.

What happens when a bunch of killers are forced to live together? BATTLE OF THE KILLERS is a reality show that follows Betinia Woods, a girl kidnapped and forced to live in an underground bunker with twelve other killers. The bunker is equipped with hundreds of cameras and microphones that follow the killers every move. Every week, the killers must participate in challenges and other activities to gain points. The four killers with the most points get to leave the bunker. How do you get the most points? By killing the other contestants. ↬ Winner of over ninety Wattpad Awards ↬ First Draft