Zoe thought falling in love was easy, but when she finds out that she didn't just fall in love with a lead singer of a band, but also her long lost best friend everything might change. For the better or worse, she decides. •First book of the squeal Tattoo•

She said you better not leave me This shit will be fucked for days and weeks and months ~

I looked into the eyes of hell and those same eyes stared at back me... When a young girl's imaginary friend returns from her past, she must come to face the dark fears that follow his unexpected arrival. Though as time ticks on, people close to her are slowly being brutally murdered and it is clear to see that this supposed figment of her imagination is more real that she thought.

Here's a Fear Street story exclusively for Wattpad. Would you like to be my writing partner?

Dominik Santorski is the son of wealthy, success-driven parents, and his parents couldn't pay less attention to him. After a series of humiliating events, classmates begin to make assumptions of him being homosexual and begin to ridicule him online. Dominik soon refuses to go to school due to the humiliation, though his final exams are approaching fast. He escapes his problems by isolating himself from everyone, staying in his room, and hiding with people that he met in an online chat; they refer to themselves as the Suicide Room. Trigger Warning: This story contains topics of depression, suicide, drug usage and minor references to bullying. Please do not read this story if you are sensitive to any of these topics.

A romantic story about Jason and his secret relationship with the brick that hit him in New Rome All characters and ships rights go to Rick Riordan (even though Brason was technically never canon :P)

I was never meant to leave that room. I had spent my whole life in there, imagining what it was like on the outside. I looked forward to the day when I would finally be allowed to leave. But that day was never supposed to come. Until James decided to keep his promise. He had always been there, on the other side of the glass. Waiting. The experiment wasn't over. He was still waiting for me to change. But I didn't change. Not until that night. It was dark, and there was rain. The sound of the car engine was loud, but the crash was louder. In the crash, I became something different. I changed. But not for James. This new part of me emerged for one reason; to save her. This story is a first draft and will contain typos and grammatical errors. I apologize for these in advance, and hope you can see beyond them to the story beneath. Happy reading!