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Lou M. NottiA Story by Matt DeckerHe can be found at every tragic event, standing in the shadows. Who is this mysterious figure? |
vir·u·lentA Book by Ria Leigh.series 1: vir | series 2: ·u | series 3: ·lent | series 4: /ˈvir(y)ələnt/ |
Behind the House on the HillA Poem by Pryde FoltzSome girls have great limbs but can be a little too clingy |
Chapter 1: GhostsA Chapter by Bran Don LeeChapter 1 of Wings of Vengeance. Michael Cortez is run out of Cato Maryland by the police. There is something else much more sinister trailing him, ho.. |
Chapter 2: Big BrotherA Chapter by Bran Don LeeIntroduction to the protagonist, Gabriel. After fleeing Cato, Michael goes to his brother hoping the only other person he knows can see ghosts can fin.. |
Wings of VengeanceA Book by Bran Don LeeThis is a Lovecraftian take on Christian Theology from the perspective of a young man named Gabriel who is forced into the dealings of a cult after th.. |
Channel of EveA Book by Raven Starhawk |
Chapter OneA Chapter by Raven Starhawk1 Nestled in a corner a desk stood. She caressed its top drawer handle, pulled it open and held her breath. Inside a shiny object gleamed.. |
The Tree Trunk BridgeA Story by ZA teen girl is a risk taker. To the point where she'll risk her life just to prove how tough and fearless she really is. |
Rockabye darling.A Poem by sarahsaraJust a little something I came up with last night. It still needs alot of work. If you guys have any ideas of how to improve it please feel free to sh.. |
Chapter TwoA Chapter by Raven StarhawkI stared out my window at the autumn sunshine. Downstairs a moan carried a note of irritation. I sat to listen to a string of curses that follo.. |
The experimentA Story by bobbyboyA story about a young man that has to escape a very twisty-turny lab |
PartnerA Chapter by NatashaPartnerBlood was everywhere. Mine, his, theirs. After my slaughter of the creatures that surrounded him, I knelt by his side, sobbing. He was leaving .. |
Chapter 3 - CallsA Chapter by Bran Don LeeGabriel is woken up the next morning with a phone call he never wanted to receive. |
RazorA Poem by NebulaMy dress is red This color comes from my lacerated wristsPurged the evilPurged the everydayI have no choicePuddles of bloodStigmas of my hateRepressed.. |
The Lake of Lovers' EchoesA Book by A.K. RohnerA weary traveler is brought to a small town to rest... But he soon discovers there is more to this town than meets the eye... |
Wrist ClocksA Book by HaleyBTick, tock they never stop that sound keeps on coming there's only one way to stop the ticking. I've tried every other way it didn't stop till now, bu.. |