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FIRST BOOK IN THE DEVIL'S PLAYGROUND SERIES ONE MISSTEP Can cost you your life. ONE WRONG WORD Can earn you your worst enemy. ONE WRONG THOUGHT Can drive you insane. ONE WRONG TURN Will lead you to your death. ONE MISCLICK Can enter you into the Pestilention. Welcome to the Devil's Playground, play the game if you dare. ~~~ Once the dramatic TV shows got too boring for the world, people pushed away Hollywood for the newest type of entertainment. The Pestilention is a deadly obstacle course aired live for billions to watch. Only children and young adults between fifteen and twenty-five are allowed to enter, using their luck and skills to survive the game and each other. Katherine Parsons, an unwilling tribute of the course, is forced to rely on fear and luck against the most skilled players of the course yet. ~~~ This story was: #80 in Science Fiction on 10/2/17 #77 in Science Fiction on 12/5/17 #53 in Science Fiction on 8/28/17 Wow! You guys are so amazing! If you do enjoy this story, please don't forget to vote and share it with your friends. Thank you, and read on! :)

Do you like to be scared? Well if you do take a look at these quick scares each beginning with a different letter of the alphabet and ask yourself, Am I scared?

"Where is Jason? Where is my brother?!" At this point I'm yelling and soon after I finished my sentence, two nurses and a doctor stormed into the room making both my parents jump up from their seats. "Mom." Stray tears roll down my face. One of the nurses is ushering for my parents to leave the room. "Mom!" I shout and the doctor came to my bed with a needle. I stared with panic in my eyes as she moves closer. "It's going to be okay Jasmine. Just breathe. In and out, can you do that for me?" Her voice calm and friendly. As I glance one last time at my mother before she was almost out of the room she said, "I'm sorry." Before the doctor with the needle injected something in my arm that made my eyes feel droopy and I started to feel weak with the cold liquid running through my veins. Those words repeating themselves in my head while I blacked out. I'm sorry ~~~~ Meet Jasmine Lawrence. When an accident caused her to lose parts of her memory, including those of her brother. But that stopped when a guy joined her school. She finds out that there's more than meets the eye when it came to him. What will she find out about him? Will she figure out that her life isn't normal at all? And will she remember what happened when she lost her brother? Discover all the secrets that were kept from her. Including her being apart of a secret division at the FBI! ~~~~ ||Previous book got 2.9k reads, let's get this one even more! 🎖️#8 - Agency ⚠️Daily updates

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I've heard voices for as long as I can remember. They urge me to do things - dark, horrible, twisted things. It isn't until my eighteenth birthday that I learn something that both explains this phenomenon, and adds more question. The bodiless personalities are either angels, or demons. This epiphany doesn't worry me; what really frightens me is that the demons are stronger. © L. D. Nash

One second they were laughing together, the next he was running for his life. What is Kuroko's secret? warning: foul mouths and ooc'ness!

A tribe must leave their island for the first time to find a new home (A work in progress, still in a heavy editing stage just testing the waters with the first 3 chapters right now. critical criticism and extreme bluntness is preferred)

Daphne Elder knows she isn't normal-- and she loves it. It isn't just her deep love of plants that makes her different, or her habit of adopting stray cats off the streets. Daphne is a witch, which means she's far from normal, but she can't imagine a better life. That is, until her mother is called away to fight in the War against evil and Daphne is left with nothing but her wand, her wits, and a powerful spellbook to keep herself out of trouble. But when a strange non-magical girl discovers the world of dark creatures lurking underneath Detroit and even darker secrets hidden in what she thought she knew best, Daphne will need more than that to save her city. Maybe all she needs are some friends. Cover by @NatStark16 Completed 2017 Wattpad Featured Story 5/17/2018 - 6/7/2018 Edited 2019 28,986 Words

Completed ~~ an anthology of short stories that will restart your heart when you need a little pick-me-up (in regards to love: romance, friendship, and the sweet stories in between.) ~~ This is a little piece of my heart. Please be kind to it. Hope you enjoy 💛 COVER BY: @smallmiracles

Driving the Bus is a collection of short non-fiction writings. The only links between one writing and the next are that of the author and the non-fiction format. These writings are biographical and auto-biographical, and cover a wide variety of topics. If you prefer being selective to diving in then I recommend reading the Table of Contents for a brief synopsis of each offering. I will be publishing serially, adding a new piece each Sunday. #ProjectReadersReact

**Full ebook available on Amazon** Luna Ashwind owes her life to the underground band of demon assassins who took her in when they discovered her unconscious and on the brink of death. After four years of strict training, she's ready to take her place among their ranks. But when her first solo mission goes horribly wrong, she learns that there's more to her past than empty memories. Her existence may mean the annihilation of mankind. © L. D. Nash Cover art by the talented CJ Douglass

It happened in August. One morning she was here, laughing and singing by his side, and the next morning, she was gone. It took a single day for her to disappear, for her to leave an empty space in their apartment and in his heart. Her smell still lingered over the towels of the bathroom, the covers of their bed she had neatly folded, that last morning, still laid untouched on her side, and the flowers she had put in a vase on the dining table were slowly withering away. He had never seen it coming, that she would be gone so fast. He never expected that she could vanish from his life the way she had appeared, so suddenly and unexpectedly. He had never expected it, that he could be left all alone after knowing what it was like to be with her. It happened in August, but the clouds would linger over him for a long time. Min Yoongi AU. Cover by @myoxotis

Only one child every century is blessed with the Sight. Only one child every century is crowned a Seer. But before they are awarded this honor, they must pass the Seer's Trial. Thousands upon thousands of children will come to Firelight, seeking to win the title of the Seer. The rules are simple: 1) Purposely murdering another contestant will result in disqualification. 2) Only children under the age of 14 are allowed to compete. 3) You are not allowed any help from the outside once you begin the Mùlas. But this year, the King of Dêdelas has altered the Seer's Trial. Now, the only rule is: WIN AT ANY COST Highest Rank- #480 (1/2/17) -Honorable Mention in the Mountain Awards

Like every sunset sets different Every friendship ends differently too Based on real experiences As every day ends Every thought finds a place at the end Be it an argument Change of hearts A song or words remembered before bed Here would be my thoughts They could be called sunsets or Sunrise But they are all different in their own ways Ones that bring darkness to my mind And ones that brighten my day But more than all there are ones that have a change not even the receiver can point out Jan. 4th-July 28th of 2018

*Cover by the uber-talented Pixie Stormcrow!* (covers.pstormcrow.com) All bad decisions are born out of one key moment. A moment, thoughtless or not, where you choose wrong over right. Evil over good. You roll the dice and brace for the consequences, and that's exactly what Jolie and Carson did the day they met by mistake. One wrong number, one simple conversation over text, and their lives as they knew it were gone. Jolie, a miserable housewife who clings to the bottle just to get by, and Carson, a doctor who's stitched together the perfect facade to hide his failed marriage from his children and colleagues. Loneliness consumes them both, and when they find an unlikely friend at the end of a stranger's phone number, they cling to whatever connection they can get. Neither intended to cross any lines, but then again, good people rarely intend to do bad things. For Jolie and Carson, their key moment was fast and not at all easy. And the consequences might be even worse. ~~~~~~ The Wrong Number short story was one of the winners of the Forbidden Love Contest in 2018, and now an expanded full novel on Radish! If you haven't read the short story and don't want to spoil the novel, skip the first chapter!

On reading Collin's Hunger Games trilogy I was so moved I didn't want it to end. I wrote this after the release of the Hunger Games movie, but before the last three films. This rambling is based on the books, not the movies. I wrote it as way to keep the legend going. I would love to see Ms. Collins continue a truly moving tribute to people. This is complete and I will not add to this story.

"If the stars and moon harmonize, make a wish, serendipity will happen to you." -Ariadne Smith Slacking of in her stable-paying accounting job had never been the best thing happening to her. Now homeless and jobless, Ariadne Smith a girl who believes the most in the stars and the moon. Desperate for a job and a house, she prayed under the moon and stars, willing to survive as anything she could to provide. Until that starry night, notorious movie star Theodore Vanderbilt offers her a place to stay and a job for her. Willing to accept his order, Ariadne has to face difficult challenges in her new life. As days pass by, Theodore made a liking for Ariadne. With Ariadne's dark past catching up, will Theodore win Ariadne's heart? Or his heart will be the least thing needed by Ariadne? All Rights Reserved © 2018 Serendipity