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Evil (Short Story) by KaylahDelRomano
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Ouija. It's only a game, isn't it?
Tales from the Tower World by MS_Chavez
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The Towers were constructed to preserve both our species and our history. The earth has been exploited, mined, ravaged and polluted to the point that survival of the human race is threatened. The governments of the world collect, sort and their people accordingly. Some are used for their intellect, their strength and genetic superiority and then placed into hibernation. A select few, known as the Sisters become the guardians of the tower. The rest of humanity, a burden on our dwindling resources, are exterminated. These are the stories of those who fight the system, those who survive the hibernation, and those who inhabit the new world that is formed after the time of the Towers. In this collection you will find stories that range from twenty years in the future, to two thousand years in the future.
Daddy's Little Girl (Complete book- limited time only) by JustMike75
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Harrison Kringe loses more than his wife when she suddenly dies after giving birth; he loses his mind. He blames his newborn baby girl for his devastating loss. She will pay the price for his insanity. Taught from birth to know only unimaginable horror, Harrison creates a monster. Can he control his creation, or will he become a victim of 'Daddy's Little Girl'?
Jack and Jill (novel preview) by Lani_Lenore
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((FULL VERSION AVAILABLE ON KINDLE, 9/9/14!)) Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack's a preacher's handsome son and Jill's a drunkard's daughter... Jill is a melancholy girl, strange to most; cursed to others. Her home is an isolated village where old superstitions are the key to normality. She is shunned by the townspeople because she is different–because she was born with an unusual birthmark. No one will associate with Jill outside her family, and even they treat her as something that ought to be condemned. And then there is Jack. Jack is the blessed sort–the son of Minister Hilton. He accompanies Jill to the well every day to draw water for the sanctuary. They are not friends, yet he is the only one who has ever been kind to her. There is something about Jack that Jill cannot seem to wrap her mind around. He is different from the rest of them but she can’t say how. She tries to keep herself from wondering about him, telling herself that his secrets can’t matter to her. They can never be close. But as time passes and the town grows more hostile toward her, any kind of friend– even an unacknowledged one–could prove valuable.
Paranoia by ProveYouWrong
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The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.
Torment by KITTYkat1234
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Lou's life is hell. So are her nightmares. It's up to you to work out which is which.
His [The Cellar sequel] by natashapreston
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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'.