HUNTED

Have you ever been stalked by shadows?

Ghosts and ghouls who'd never show themselves but feel content with waltzing into your life and muddling everything up? Demons from the underworld, following your every move until you're so paranoid you won't even leave your bathroom for an entire week? Nightmares who want to become your closest friends so they make you crazy enough to scare away any other potential competition?

If you have (though it's likely you haven't) welcome to my world. The messed up life of orphan delinquent Logan Smith. It's pretty interesting, even though I do say so myself.

Funny how I've spent my entire life running from things that aren't there - things that I've been told aren't there. Creatures from the night. Foe's. It's like they came in a packet of drugs that I never wanted, and on that packet It said,

WARNING: These pills contain a high-level serving of creepy, psychotic hallucinations that want the life of Logan Smith. DO NOT OPEN.

But some old nearsighted god who probably thought, meh, my wife ain't here and I don't need my glasses so why wear them? ripped open the packet without so much as a shred of caution for the warning, and here we are.

I'm being hunted by shadows.

A little Trivia for you: what do you get when you cross a poster girl for crazy, mentally ill teens, and a super gorgeous magic elf, sprinkle in a magical world then add a dash of an evil king hell-bent on killing you, and on the side, a serving of a love triangle?

Yep, you guessed it - a whole lotta trouble.

Touble is my middle name. Actually, It's McKenzie, but you get the gist.

[this story is in PROGRESS]
[DO NOT BE A SILENT READER]