Knox Carson Knox has never been normal He's always had that itching feeling in his hands to strangle something... someone He always had that dark voice in his mind that whispered for him to do bad things. He's always had anger coursing through his veins aching for some release... for blood. He never listened, he remained calm, calculated, quiet Until he meets Marigold Moreau, the dark haired, doe eyed beauty across the street And suddenly the voices seem to make sense He has to have her. To protect her. Love her. And he'll do it no matter what the cost. Whether it's warning people off or burying a body in the middle of the night. He'll protect his little flower. Always. A tale in how the obsession of a stranger becomes a fixated horror show. 18

[NOW PUBLISHED BY LIMITLESS PUBLISHING] A deadly game is being played. The question is . . . who will survive? *** As she waits to give her statement in one of the interrogation rooms of Arcata Police Department, Abigale recites the same line over and over inside her head. I did not kill anyone. I did not kill anyone. But there's a trail of bodies, and it leads straight to her. The events that brought her to this very moment all point to one thing . . . her guilt. She must convince Detective Collins of her innocence, but how can she explain her ties to the victims, and the evidence that has her name written all over it? Then there's the mysterious Facebook profile, DarkHeart434. Who is DarkHeart434? And why does it seem like this person has all the answers, including the identity of the real murderer? As pieces of the puzzle start to come together, everything about Abigale's life begins to unravel--her past, her present . . . and even her self-proclaimed innocence. *** Copyright (C) Amy Crandall (xXAmy_CXx) Book Cover Copyright (C) Sparkes #7 in Mystery/Thriller on February 1, 2018 Published to Wattpad on August 10, 2016 Second draft published to Wattpad on July 4, 2017 Published by Limitless Publishing on September 4, 2018

Mature Audiences: Everything happens in 3's, a murder, a lost love, and a fantasy, many years in the making... But will she survive when all three of them join together? So many times I've dreamed of being masked and able to give in to my wants and desires. To become enchanted while in the shadows as I go forth within this sexual masquerade. To be enslaved by lust and exposed to men who will worship my body. I want this... I need this... But can I do this? Can I be brave? In this 2nd book of the series, Amy uncovers information that certain people wanted to be kept hidden. She's learning more about herself and her family as well. Under the cover of darkness, Amy heads to Rochester, seeking refuge with her long-time friend, Beth Goodwin. People are after her, she is being stalked and her best friend has no idea that Amy's in serious trouble. Beth is just looking forward to spending time with her friend and has a very special birthday surprise planned for Amy. Beth's older brother Jacob Goodwin, and his college roommate Caleb had all the ladies at Penn State wrapped around their fingers and knocking on their door. They are good friends, each has a past and neither one can be tamed. Ménage Series: MASKED, ENTANGLED, SHADOWED, MASQUERADE, ENSLAVED & EXPOSED *Mature Content* https://www.wattpad.com/story/270149437 Copyright © 2020 Sophia Mills

New book out-> Confessions of A Dead Girl ------------------ Amelia was like any other girl; quiet, shy and not that interesting. And as life moved on, so does her family. Living in a house with an abusive, alcoholic dad didn't do any good to her, her brother and her mom. And as days went on, they finally moved to Lakeview, a beautiful leafy town, known to be a great place for a second chance at life. But, who would've known things would go absolutely wrong. An obsessive teacher. A quiet teenager. And two dead bodies. This peaceful, leafy town will never be the same.

[COMPLETED] "If you let me leave now, I won't tell anyone what you did sir..." I grumbled, and he smirked a little, as if it was a hilarious joke. "Like I said, you aren't leaving Caroline..." Caroline was once a perfectly happy child, she had a home, food, warmth. She had a father, a brother, and a wonderful mother... but her mom died in a crash. She and her brother had to leave their father who couldn't handle his anger and his grief. As runaways, she and her brother, Dustin, are cold, hungry, and only have each other to face the merciless cruelties of the world. Alone she was followed by a man that was helpful, and kind. But just when she thought she could trust him, he took off the mask of a normal man, and hurt her in ways unimaginable. Trapped, she was forced into waiting out her time thinking of the world, her mom, and her life. She had to do something hard, she had to make a choice. She could stay and be hurt and trapped, but fed and warm, or leave and be cold and hungry, but free...

Zana Mccarthy is a bad girl with a reputation to scare, but she does a good job of balancing the good, the bad and the ugly in her life. But this all changes when Zana finally goes on a date with her long time crush, Jackson who subsequently leaves her in a middle of a date passed out by the ocean. This precedes a series of outrageous, dangerous, heartbreaking adventures where Zana discovers herself and how far she will go for the people she really loves. Will the bad girl fall slowly into the chaos? Or will she give up the one thing that sets her apart for a chance at real love. He came around to the side of the bed and bent over looking at me in the eye. A smirk formed on his face. As if it was amusing to see me scared out of my mind in Diana's bedroom. "Well," he begins, "It seems you have a nac for getting into trouble." I folded my arms, turned my nose up, and sized him up. "It seems your brother has a nac for being a douchebag," I snap back. He raised his hand up in surrender and back away slightly. He still had an amused look plastered in his face but the smirk was gone. "Fine you win!" I puffed an approval as an answer. He came closer then stared. "Get up. I'm taking you home sugarplum." I tightened the fold of my arms then looked at him with womanly confidence. "First of all, who the fuck gave you a right to give me orders. Second, don't call me sugarplum. . . . . " This is a wild tale, of love, secrets, mystery and murder no one will ever see coming!! NB: This story contains foul language and violent scenes. Please be advised. First in three part series( Bad Girl's Trials) Ranked #424 in popular out of 21.4K stories Ranked #330 in player out of 13.1k stories

Dia and her family have been relocated after Jay broke out and has his mind set on getting revenge on her. She has to adapt to a new city, new life and new name. Her mom, twins and Silver are in a different city but are allowed to see them rarely. But as Jay gets closer to finding her they scramble to get to a new safe place. Dia has to keep her own family safe but Jay knows her weaknesses and he intends to use them against her. Will he find and exploit her weaknesses? Will he be caught by Detective Jordan, who has made himself the head of the case? Will Detective Jordan be heavily burdened and feel responsible? Or will Jay get to her and make her pay the ultimate price for betrayal?

He stares out her window, waiting for her to go to work. He has to see her off. In those few moments he wishes she knew how much love he has to offer how much love he has to give. It's all for her he'll die before anything happens to his girl, to his woman and he'll be damned if she found herself with any man. No one will ever understand the bond theh share... No one... the hairs at the back of her neck stand every time she sleeps,she feels it's all natural since she stays alone, Hot guys are falling on her lap and she doesn't know who to pick, she needs to take a step back and first face what she's been battling .... That nasty feeling needs to stop and she needs to figure out what In the hell is happening

UNEDITED/poorly written when I was younger (needs severe editing) "Becky, I'm scared! Someone's following me and I don't think I can make it home! Please help me! What should I do?!" I whisper yell at her while running off again as the footsteps are within my hearing range again. Tears are now forming in my eyes but I shake my head and get rid of them. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Katherine White is a normal 17 year old girl who's still in high school. She doesn't really have enemies unless you count the s*uts in school who hate her although she hadn't done anything to them. What happens when she feels as if someone is following her? What happens when she unravels dark secrets? ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// WARNING: This story is unedited and was written with a rough layout. Therefore, finer details have not been added/fixed. This story MAY deal with things such as depression, also includes some swearing - Read at your own discretion. This story may have many spelling errors. Sorry in advance if this is the case. Everything in this book belongs to me so please do not copy ANYTHING. Thank you for giving this book a chance! All Rights Reserved!!! #1 for the #obsessed #1 for the #romance #199 in #save #33 in #obsessive #259 in Werewolf #248 for the #horror - out of 163k stories #335 for #paranormal - out of 50.6k stories IMPORTANT: If you are reading this story on another platform, that is NOT wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form please go to: https://www.wattpad.com/user/jamilah1125 Thank you.

Her eyes fluttered open slowly. Her vision blurry as she tried to look around. As she tried to focus someone appeared next to her. A smirk was across his face as he injected her with a needle. She felt the pinch and soon her eyelids become heavy. Then total blackness came over her. Meanwhile the man took the injection out of her arm and walked outside the room. He pushes a button to lock her in. "Get my niece," the man said to his co worker as he grabbed a chart in front of the girl's room. He read through the chart and looked up every few minutes to look at the girl who had just went back to sleep, forcefully. "Uncle?" The man turns around and a big smile appears on his face. "Ah, Y/N there you are," he pauses placing the clipboard down. "I got a case for you." Y/N tenses not wanting to have another case. Her uncle walks towards her wrapping his arm around the young girl's shoulder and bringing her to the glass. "This is her. The famous Anna Kendrick." ____________________________________________________ Completed: 11/23/18