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Nyx
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Aug 24, 2017
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Many tragedies harrow the quiet town of Valley Brook, Oklahoma in the first three weeks of July 2011. A woman pregnant with twins is flayed open on her doorstep; a prostitute is found hanging in the branches of a tree, disemboweled, with her organs littered among the foliage; and a seventeen-year-old girl is found hours after her murder in the home of her foster parents, the remains of her corpse a mess of ribboned flesh and blood.

Caught in the middle of it all is Homicide Detective Jesse Dean Moníz, the man police departments from two towns look to for sense in a godless situation. With each passing moment, Dean must hunt for answers through the remnants of the dead: broken mementos, mounds of letters and invoices; memories, immortalized within the pages of journals and diaries; and the fractured bits of those that remain, the families that pray to him like the Lord Above for answers.
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No Regrets ni KrisTriesWriting
21 parte Kumpleto Mature
After Margaret "Maggie" and her mother were able to escape their abusive husband/father, Liam, they move into a small home miles away. After months of peace from Liam, a strange man visits Maggie and claims he is her biological father. Maggie, excited to have a father again believes him and begins hanging out with him. One day her mother finds out about the strange man visiting her daughter and is worried about her safety. She tries everything to get rid of him, using the police; the people in charge of keeping the citizens safe. But after receiving a strange text, she enlists help of a private institution. The man keeps visiting Maggie over the years. And when Margaret turns sixteen their father gives them a gift that will change their life for the better. Chp. 4 Preview: She was able to see what the paper had on it immediately after taking it from the shelf, and it made her heart immediately drop. Her blood sugar fell, and her face became pale, feeling dizzy. Her heart began racing as she saw me staring at her. The drawing she just found was a realistic depiction of myself smiling at the person who saw it. Unlike myself, who felt joy and inspiration from seeing father draw me this, mother was scared witless. Her legs became jelly, her body was paralyzed. All she could do was stare at the drawing, knowing that no one could have drawn this except an adult. And she knew I did not talk to any adults- or did I? Now she couldn't be too sure. This picture was from someone who knew how I looked, even getting the dimples on my cheeks and small birthmark on the side of my neck. It was someone that had to know me very well.
Pretty Monsters (Cruel Boys Of Raven Oak Prep #1) ni Lenore_Ravin_9217
48 parte Ongoing Mature
THE DEAD DO NOT SPEAK. For years I coexisted with the living, but my life has forever known the waking shadows of death. As a clairvoyant, I wield a rare gift to communicate with spirits abandoned to wander in search of liberation from the lives they once belonged to. A gift I must use to find answers after being condemned for my mother's mysterious murder with the assistance of a lost soul, having latched herself to mine. When my estranged father demands me to enroll in the prestigious academy he once attended, Raven Oak Prep, we learn there are secrets hidden within its beautiful walls and paved with bad intentions. Secrets someone wants me to find. Seeking the truth proves difficult when the Student Council marks me as the enemy. Four beautifully, shattered boys hiding behind their masks to play out my brother's revenge in retribution for my mother's untimely demise. When their wicked games, and my morbid investigation becomes entwined, a shared connection is discovered that may just wake the ghosts of both our pasts. DEATH FOLLOWS US. After the falsified suicide of our girlfriend, we made a vow in the name of our brotherhood to uncover the truth. In the years since, we established no leads. Time turned us into monsters. We lost hope and said Fuck You to redemption. Until Beau's sister entered the doors of our academy with secrets that rivaled our own, unbeknownst she brought a depraved serial killer to our doorsteps set on murdering our students in a twisted game. His name? He calls himself Monster. Riddle after riddle the hunt against time to unmask Monster and understand his motives, grows, as he leaves a pile of bodies whispering old tales and written in ciphers. Who will be the next one? It seems history does repeat itself. We're all pretty monsters with secrets to kill for. No one and nowhere is safe. But what if the villain of this story was never the villain at all?
Love, Anonymous ni Liz_Plum
43 parte Kumpleto
*Completed* "I just want to know why." I say as I turn over, trying to find his figure through the dark of my room. "Why what?" He asks. "Why you're being so nice to me." I say quietly, vulnerability seeping into my words. "How we even became friends." He sighs, "I want to know how." I scrunch my brow. "How what?" His response is soft, the opposite of his sarcastic personality. "How you don't see it." ******* Reagan Holt was about as average as a high school student could be. She didn't play any sports, didn't participate in the popular activities, and wasn't the girl all the boys chased after. All except one boy. He wrote her a letter every week. Each letter described something new for him to love about her. Whether it was how beautiful her laugh was or how his heart swelled with every smile she gave, he never failed to write how he felt. So the two should be together, right? That's the way Reagan wants it, but there's just one problem. He signs his letters "Love, Anonymous." Now add an obnoxious, conceited, sex god into the equation and you get a teenage girl confused on who really loves her. The sweet, tender written anonymous lover, or the cocky, ignorant asshole? -REVIEWS- "You create such wonderful characters and I can't wait to see what happens next!" VampireSa5m41993 "Thank you for wonderful dogs and little brothers and eccentrically hormonal best friends!" -Nat-Attack "I am totally hooked on this book!" nbazinet "I love the way the story flows and that you have really roundabout characters. It's as if they're real while I'm reading!" life_is_beautiful115 "Your work is literally art." lemonsun123 "Every time I read this book it just makes me smile." Nicooole97 Cover by: -winterr
OF STORM KISSED LIES ni whispersingrey
18 parte Ongoing
Description: Detective Alex Morgan is trained to read between the lines-but what happens when her life becomes one long, tangled lie? At work, she's hunting a sadistic killer whose victims are piling up fast-each body left in the rain, carved with symbols no one can decode. At home, chaos reigns: her 13-year-old daughter is pregnant, her teen son is spiraling into addiction, and her ex-husband is nothing more than a voicemail that never gets returned. She's holding a badge in one hand and her sanity in the other-barely. Then comes the man in the storm-dark-eyed, enigmatic, impossibly seductive. The kind of man who should come with a warning label... or a body count..There's an immediate pull, a desire so fierce it breaks her rules. He disappears before she can ask his name. And somehow, Alex keeps letting him back in. Into her house. Into her bed. Into the case? As the bodies stack higher and the storm outside grows more violent, so does the one inside her. She doesn't know who to trust-including herself. Why does the killer feel so close? Why do the clues keep pointing to the man she can't stop touching? And what happens when the line between hunter and prey disappears completely? Alex keeps digging. And sleeping with the suspect. She tells herself it's control, strategy. But how many more people have to die before she stops confusing pleasure for protection? Can she uncover the truth before her family collapses entirely? Or will her need-for escape, for touch, for him-drag her into a grave she didn't see coming? How many lies can she tell before one of them becomes her own obituary? Some storms kiss. Others kill. And some... do both.
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A VEIL IN THE SHADE

1 parte Kumpleto Mature

Wisnokee. A city where the night devours the weak, and justice is as twisted as the criminals who rule its streets. Corruption thrives in every alley, and the law is just another game played by those with power. Detective Elroy Stephens has spent years trying to clean up the filth, but some cases refuse to be solved in the light. That's why, when the sun sets, he becomes something else. He becomes The Veil. A masked vigilante, a shadow in the dark, the last judgment for those the system refuses to punish. But Wisnokee is bleeding, and something far more sinister has emerged. Bodies begin appearing-hanging from streetlights, from courthouse rafters, from the bones of a dying city. Each corpse bears a mark-a sentence passed by an executioner long thought to be a ghost. They call him The Hangman. And his trials have just begun. Now, The Veil must descend into the abyss of Wisnokee's underworld, facing ruthless crime lords, corrupt officials, and a cult of justice-driven fanatics who believe the only way to cleanse the city is by leaving it hanging. As the lines between justice and vengeance blur, Elroy will be forced to confront his own demons. Because in Wisnokee, the only verdict that matters is the one written in blood. In Wisnokee, justice isn't blind... it's hanging by a thread.