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Amanda is with her so called relitive stuck in a basement she try to figure out who this relitive is but every time she ask a question she has to pay a priceAll Rights Reserved

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He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling her name in the night? Why does her mother force big yellow pills down her throat, saying it's for the best? Why isn't she allowed in the basement? Who's in the basement? What's in the basement? Who is the little boy with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks, crying for his mother? Tick tock, Monique. The monsters are crawling up the basement. And they're coming for you.

I am the chosen one not an idiot who always allow life do what it want. "Who are you"? He asked in a low voice "Who?,me"?, "let me introduce myself, i am the veil demon,i am here for revenge ," she said *********** Fighting a endless war What does life give people? answering that question is not hard because life gives pain, imagine life giving you things and still let dealt take it all.now Amanda is left alone in the world and when she finally finds happiness life what's to take it away again.will she watch life take it away again or will she fight back to get it?

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

"Head down, ears open. Don't bother anyone, and no one will bother you. Whatever you do, stay quiet. You've done it for 6 years, you can go a year and a half longer," (WARNING: MILD VIOLENCE WILL OCCUR) Amanda lives in the life of luxury...sort of. Her house is a mansion, and stepfather is a doctor. You would think she's a spoiled brat who always gets what she wants. Not necessarily. Amanda's "room" is in the cellar, and her only two possessions are a thin useless blanket and and a old photo of when she was actually happy. Life changed when she was left to live with her abusive stepdad who blamed Amanda for her mothers suicide. Since this all began, she has become selective mute; not letting anyone into her unbearable world. She's gotten used to living in constant fear and pain, but when she moves to Chicago, her whole life is changed. Conlan bursts into her world with a secret to hide. His family is unusual in many ways, and can do something no human can. One boy. One secret. One miserable teenage girl. Only time will tell what Amanda will go through. Werewolf #26 (best) Werewolf #26 (currently)

Under the Floorboards by MadisonSchwartz

A group of teenagers let their curiosity get the best of them when venturing into an abandoned house. After stumbling across a hole in the basements floor, they find themselves sucked into a world where the only way out is to conquer their biggest fears. Will they make it out alive? ---------------------------------------------------------- Hi readers, I published book two to this one! It's called "Getting Back to You" and I'm very happy with how it turned out. Be sure to check it out after you finish reading this one. ❤

A girl enters a strange mysterious place. A place she learns fast that she can't leave! How'd she get here? How does she get home? The other teenagers have resigned themselves to being stuck in this prison but not Miranda.

A heretic comes into town to visit an old friend but instead she gets roped up in the Scooby Doo gang problems to stop the original family, meanwhile a certain hybrid catch an interest of her and will do whatever it takes to win her over P.S-I will also be putting the dates on there so you'll know what day it happened and if you get confused don't be afraid to comment on it and I'll explain to you of what's going on Also if I make a mistake comment on it so I can fix it so it'll be easier for me to find it, you won't be hurting my feelings and for the people who do read it and say they don't like it I don't need you commenting on it saying you don't like it, just scroll to a next story and keep your negative opinions to yourself Or you will be blocked I had this issue before with one of my other stories [you have been warned]

The moment his eyes lands on her, he's all determined to make her his. He gets and keeps her against her will. But what he doesn't know is that, there's someone else out there, lurking in the shadows who has his eyes on her, and an ulterior motive too... What happens when two psychopaths cross paths? Who is going to win and who is going to lose? However, the person who suffers and loses the most is the innocent soul who never thought that her life would turn into a living hell. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: Mature content, Physical abuse, Self-harm, Sexual assault, Gross torture and many more.... Note: Draft version, will be edited soon.

Highest ranking #1 as on 4th July 2017 "Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt, do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy, and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose, but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.

Trapped. No past, no name-only fragments of faces and voices remain. Strangely, she remembers her classmates, yet her own identity is a void. But they are not as she recalls. Their faces, their mannerisms, their very essence-changed. Twisted. Still, she clings to them, for they are her only link to the truth. "This is a school... but why is it always dark? Why does no one leave?" "We're trapped. Can't you see that?" She must escape. She wants to escape. But stepping outside alone is unthinkable. The unknown waits beyond these walls, and survival is uncertain. She searches for her classmates-only to realize they are few. "Only a few of us survived." Fear coils around her mind. Isolation. Dread. Desperation. The weight is unbearable. Exhaustion takes her, and when she wakes-she is back where she started. But this time, she is not alone. A figure stands before her. Unfamiliar, yet they gaze at her with knowing eyes. "Do you want to get out of here? Together?"

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He runs his fingers through her hair and tugs on it. "You're my doll," he says as he breathes her in. "You need me. You're mine to play with. You're mine. Without me, you're nothing." What happens when he one day disappears and the monsters buried deep in the basement begin scratching the walls and howling her name in the night? Why does her mother force big yellow pills down her throat, saying it's for the best? Why isn't she allowed in the basement? Who's in the basement? What's in the basement? Who is the little boy with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks, crying for his mother? Tick tock, Monique. The monsters are crawling up the basement. And they're coming for you.

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