Just published a new story, it's a short story so it only has one chapter. It's completed but isn't fully edited yet. It's called The Boy Next Door and its a horror/thriller story. Here's a sneak peek of the book, please read if your interested.
Her mouth hit the floor as she looked toward the familiar face, but he wasn't the same. His eyes were sunken and had blood dripping down his face coming from a prominent bullet hole on his forehead. His clothes and hands were covered in dirt as if he had crawled out of his casket. She held her breathe with wide eyes as she thought back to the news article that showed up on her front doorstep a month ago. He shouldn't be here. She watched his family weep over his open casket 4 weeks ago. She watched as his casket was buried. She thought back to the baths they shared as babies, their first day of school where he stayed by her side and even her sixth birthday when she fell of the monkey bars and he was there to help her. Her dead best friend has come back for her and he's not going to play nice.