Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

❝You drive me fucking wild,❞ he says, pulling at his hair. He moves closer again--this time grabbing me by the waist. I let out a groan as he kisses my neck. ❝Shut the fuck up, baby.❞ #1 ON FANFICTION 04/28/17

Life couldn't be more mundane for sweet, kind, and naïve Kiara Reeves, who has been bussing tables to make ends meet. Until she unexpectedly finds herself in the arms of a handsome billionaire. Blue-eyed, dark-haired, and enigmatic, Jasper Lockhart comes from a world of wealth, power, and sophistication. Despite being worlds apart, Kiara is drawn to him, enthralled by his presence. And soon, their friendship blossomed into something more. But fate has other plans for them... ...and now Kiara is knee-deep in trouble. And like a knight in shining armor, Jasper comes to her rescue. But little does Kiara know that Jasper's help comes with a price THIS IS THE REWRITTEN VERSION. NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON and Radish fiction Copyright © 2019 by Kashmira Kamat * * * NOTE*: THIS IS NOT A CLICHE BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE. CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, AND A PSYCHOTIC MALE PROTAGONIST. THIS IS AN UNCONVENTIONAL ROMANCE, NOT EVERYONES CUP OF TEA.

Two lives, for two people. Two heroes, learning how to save the world - and hopefully save each other. ~~~~~~~ "*You* might be Invincible, but *I'm* still completely vincible." "Oh, no, trust me. That makes two of us." [Mark Grayson x reader]

❛❛ When I take a look at my life And all of my crimes You're the only thing that I think I got right ❜❜ In the shadowed halls of the Zoldyck estate, Illyana moves like a ghost - an assassin bound by duty, yet haunted by secrets. Five years ago, she loved and lost Chrollo Lucilfer, the man who would later lead the infamous Phantom Troupe. His promises were left unfulfilled, and she buried the memories deep. But now, as whispers of the Troupe resurface and her brother Killua seeks his own path, Illyana is pulled into a dangerous game. Shadows from her past rise again, and one name echoes in her mind: Chrollo. Soon, she'll have to face what she thought was long buried. In the world of assassins, nothing is ever as it seems, and Illyana Zoldyck is no exception. ✴︎ Chrollo Lucilfer x OC. ✴︎ May contain strong language.

Alina Bardot is a very talented figure skater. But her coach is having problems with her speed and hires a hockey player to teach her to be faster. When Reece gets sighed up to teach a figure skater to skate like him he has no choice but to say yes... "Book 1 of Laurie U"

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...