Villian2012 Stories

Zoe is just a normal teenage girl, living a normal teenage life. Recently out of a relationship, and feeling pretty alone and excluded from her family, the summer seemed like it was going to be rubbish as usual. But when she gets new unexpected neighbours her life begins to change for the better, and she finds herself being wanted by not one, but two members of the famous boy band One Direction. Who will she chose, if any? Her and her friends get closer to the boys, but when her ex comes back into the picture, trying to stir up trouble, will their relationships survive?

Chase Mitchels gets an email from Facebook saying he's been tagged in a post by Unknown. The post says, "In 24 hours, Chase Mitchels will be dead." Who is Unknown, and why is he after Chase? As each hour passes, Chase must fight to survive while Unknown hunts him down. Will he survive, or will Unknown kill him? Chase Mitchels, You've Been Tagged.

Two mid teen kids, Vince and Lucy. While growing up in a alternate future, where a nuclear power plant explodes, in the northern outskirts of Sydney Australia. The population of Sydney has been damaged by 3 new types of radiation. The new types of radiation included, with the plants Piscon power core are, Delta, Epsilon and Zeta. The radiation caused mutations, and the mutated, were driven underground into the old sewers. The mutants evolved again, caused by the Delta, and Zeta radiation, in their bloodstreams. This time they evolved with powers. While an evacuation was commencing, Vince's sister, Susan was kidnapped by a three armed mutant, that broke in their home. Vince and Lucy, must save his sister Susan, from becoming the next victim, of the tyrannical mutant king; King Umbrae. Or will Vince find power in himself to defeat Umbrae and free all the captured girls? And who are the Xenopians? Cover Credientials Pencils: Robert Taylor-Parkins Colour and Headings: Thonie Wilson

Strapped and bound to a chair, I’ve been drugged and kidnapped. As I awake to an empty, dark and ominous room, the perpetrator enters. And my fear of what will transpire, grips me to the very core…