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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.

December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.

"I would prefer not to hurt you, but I will if I need to." They said. I felt cold metal on my neck moving lightly against my skin. My emotions were a wreck, I felt anger, fear, and adrenaline all within me at once. But I knew I was not going to die today. Let them think I want this, I'll play into their delusions, and work towards the best plan of escape. Someone had to know I was missing, so now I would just have to start the long game. ************************************************ *Trigger warning: some scenes contain mention or detail related to sensitive topics. Story is rated mature for the mentioned topics* #1 in editing 5/23/2019 #9 in scary 7/10/2019 #11 in pride 1/10/2021 #27 in stalker 5/9/2019 #40 in fiction 1/22/2019

The story of bullying and romance and gangs. And abuse. It shows how any life can get out of hand. "My boyfriends father is choking me! Because I won't let him rape me!" Does she give in or not? "My family will be looking for you and me. They will come save me so you better let me go." "Your family isn't your family no more we hear that you have gone different paths is that not true. And before you lie. We have a lie detector here. And if anyone goes looking for you they will see your note that you will be gone for awhile." My fear started to eat at me. The overthrowing urge of vomiting came across my body. Does she get out or is she gone forever.

I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

A women plagued with heartache and mystery. She never asked for this to happen to her. She never imaged her life would turn out the way it did. However, she tries to not only protect the ones she loves from others, but also from herself. Sometimes, hard choices need to be made and when they are, who's the one that has to live with the consequences of those choices? How does a young child comprehend what she was told of her future? How does a young women live through so many deaths to those she loved most in the world? How does a women react to challenging Fate; bargaining for the lives of her children? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Currently going through the editing process*

One Fearful. One Fearless. Only to end up saving the world with a twinge of dark humour. How sweet... ◞◟　　𓎟𓎟　 ✦　　𓎟𓎟　　◞◟ I try to upload the best I can (as it is ongoing) but considering my schedule is not the best, there will be some delays. I will still try!! (please have faith) Cover by : fox.lock (D) - FoxLock34 (W) I tried to make this out of my creativity and I've tried to make sure that it's original. I hope it's good to read and thank you for even reading. There may be errors with dialogue and tenses; I apologise, but I am in using ProWritingAid to help with grammar. ◞◟　　𓎟𓎟　 ✦　　𓎟𓎟　　◞◟ !! There May Be Some Triggers !! Gore details death, violence, dark humour, dark jokes, bullying, experimentation, mental health, steamy parts and fluff.

Welcome to the ramblings of a deranged mind, This book is a collection of my short stories, Most commonly containing one-shot story ideas, yet for me to fully write them out. These could be inspired by prompts, challenges, contests or whatever pops into my head. Be sure to comment on something that catches your eye, and I may just make it a full-fledged story one day. ╔═════＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊═════╗ 🔥Rating: 16+ 💖 AWARDS: Story two: Fractured Time - Winner of the Soul Fragments contest. Story Four: Beautifully haunted - 1st place winner of the Halloween Vault 2023 Contest. ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains the following that may be sensitive, triggering or possibly distressing to some readers: Violence. Abuse. Blood and gore. Death. Diseases, i.e., cancer. Mature/sexual references. Coarse language. Viewer's discretion is advised. Remember, help is always out there if you need it. ✒️ Word count: 1,000 - 5,000 Words per chapter/ story. 🎨 Cover: Created on Canva. ╚═════════════════════╝

A fun trip to a haunted house turns into a grisly nightmare after a group of teens go in after hours. They think it's just well put together, but what if it's something more? From eight friends... to seven... to five... people are disappearing, and everyone starts to wonder if the doll's eyes really did move... REMASTERED 2021 * I wrote this story in 2011 when I was thirteen years old, I've rewrote it and left it up for all of the people who've show love and support for my simple horror story. Thank you for years of happiness on wattpad!