Book ONE of Out Of... series •~•~• To be scared of something is to not want to be near it, or see it...or feel it. To fear something is the same thing but more intense. But to live in your nightmares, to watch them come to life every single day, month, year, is unimaginable. Terrifying, unreal. That's my life, or my new one. I live, feel, see, and breath my nightmare. Every passing minute is a fight for survival. Every single day isn't exactly life anymore. I've lost more than I can remember. I've seen hell and I've looked into the eyes of the devil. I've learned to not get attached to people because at one point, they are going to die. There is no hope There is no cure For now, there only exists the living and the dead. #450 in Virus 8/25/18 #104 in Virus 10/11/18

This is a story about a ex scientist that is walking around a post apocalyptic world infested by monsters known as Shadows that are impossible to harm and can easily turn anyone or any animal to a shadow as the Shadows always hunger for the souls of humans and animals

(I can't draw and there is literally a whole book proving that, don't mind the terrible cover.) Your typical hated child strangely ends up in a world she longed to be in. But an unknown danger is threatening their world and many more, It's up to her and the rest to save the object universe.

Felix is a normal teenage boy. That's what he is always been forced to think. Normal. But, little does he know that people aren't supposed to question reality... After a series of events Felix starts to believe he is god, and he is the one in control of everything, besides his friendly companion Teddy. Together, they believe they can conquer the world. Too bad Felix keeps dying. "...I'm not crazy. I am normal. Normal, innocent little boy. My name is Felix and I am normal. Are Gods normal? Everything that I am. Do they all line up? Or do I just look like a fool? Or, maybe I am a fool." cover is by: @local_cheddar_cheese

This book will kill you. This book has already killed you. You were a deadthing the moment you read these words. You were a deadthing when you opened the first page. You were deadthing the very instant you discovered this story even existed, the very instant you heard somebody whisper its name. Because if you know about the book, then she knows about you, she sees you. She's watching you right now, can you feel her? She's sitting right behind you. You started to read, and her eyes peeled open and her lips peeled open and she saw you and she's grinning her moon-yellow grin because she knows there's nothing you can do to stop her. She's already killed you. This book has already killed you. So it doesn't matter if you read on or not. There's nothing you can do to change things now. One day very soon she'll let you see her. You'll turn your head and she'll be there, sitting beside you. Or she'll open her mouth and let you hear her dusty voice, and you won't be able to unhear her, you won't be able to make it stop. One day soon she'll reach out and scratch her crackboned finger down your cheek, or you'll wake to find her birdnest body pressed against yours, her fingers worrying themselves beneath your skin. There's nothing you can do to stop her, not now, not ever. But if you want to keep reading then who am I to stop you? Maybe you'll find something I didn't. Maybe you'll find a way to make her unsee you. Maybe. You're dead. She's already killed you. This book has killed you. But don't turn around yet. You might have a few hours left-days maybe, if somebody else starts to read this book as well, weeks if the whole world starts reading. But if you see her now, the rot and the horror will eat you up fast. She sees you. She is on her way. Don't turn around, deadthing. Don't stop now, deadthing. Just read.

Many things exsist in the shadows, hidden from human sight. . . . This story start with Stephan, a 14 year old boy, lived with his parents in a small town bordering a large forest. He was always told by his parents to stay away from the shadowy depths of the forest, but when his father suddenly leaves for some unknown reason, Stephan finds comfort deeper in the woods than he had been permitted to go. He found his sanctuary from the changing world. A natural spring that flows into a stream, the area around it littered with flowers he knew and some he didn't. But he never realized what he would find in those deep, shadowy woods. (This is a rewritten version of those hidden in the shadows and possibly combining the first and second book into one)

˗ˏˋ ♱ ݈݇⎼ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭-𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬. ˖ ࣪⊹🍷 in which a desperate vampire crosses paths with a suicidal human. ❝𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔?❞ ❝𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝘩𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔?❞ ꙳ ⋆ ⁽⁽ʚ( ˊཀˋ )ɞ⁾⁾ ⊹ ｡ ⠀ 🕸️ . . . ꒰ : 「 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙣 」: ノ 🩻 . ಇ 🥩 ༉ . ˚「 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎 」‧₊ ˚ ✧ 𝟑:𝟏𝟑 ،̲ ࿐「 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚝! 」.˳ ⁺ ˚ 🩸 「 𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 」 contains 𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲, 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀 and 𝘀𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁. intended for mature audiences. 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠. ⋆ 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓: i do 𝙣𝙤𝙩 own the cover image. ⋆ 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏: november 2021

VERY MATURE CONTENT 18 (TRIGGER WARNING!!). Little Lizzie was just five year's old when her mom passed away from cancer, now being raised by her father. They were a happy healthy household until one night a horrific storm changed their dynamic drastically. Lizzie had alway's been afraid of the noises that the storm's made outside her bedroom window so she would alway's hid in her, Daddies bed beside him to feel safe. But this one particular night was different. This one particular storm changed, little Lizzie's life forever no longer able to trust or depend on men because her, Daddy had changed in that one single night. I felt my, Daddies finger's creep down my arm as I laid beside him afraid of the scary monster's outside. He never used to touch me. He used to be my safe place. I felt his fingers slide under the hem of my Jammie's. "Daddy!". "Shhh, Peanut". "Be a good girl for, Daddy". "But I don't like how it feel's, Daddy". "Please don't hurt me". He doesn't answer, he never answers. Just continues with what he's doing as I lay there sobbing. Now at the age of eighteen how will, Lizzie navigate through life. Will she be able to deal with the whisper's and watchful eye of everyone around her, judging her?. Will she be able to find love after the torment she went through growing up?. Will she get past the nightmares?. Read to find out what happen's throughout her journey. (MATURE CONTENT) (18 ) (TRIGGER WARNING)

Is this really the correct answer-to leave my family, friends, and my normalness. I want to believe that I can manage that burden. Mary. "It's better when you don't think about it, but if you do-don't use some half ass reason to justify it." My life changed the moment I met you, and I swear to repay you for your kindness. Because you and everyone else are my family. There are people in this world who work in the shadows protecting everyone from the evils of the world and I was lucky enough to witness this first hand. --- I wrote these characters and the baseline of the story all the way back in 2nd grade. Now, 17 years later, I decided to actually turn it into a full flesh story. I will note that it may be somewhat confusing to read due to the way I write in this. But over time it will become easier.

*Warning: Contains Verbose Sex, Few Verbose Gore, Offensive Behaviors and Psychopathy* A Woman, runaway from her home. The Naked Man in the Lake, leaping out to the glimmers of the moon and unto the forests... (To Shorten it Up: OwO things You can do to your Werewolf Boyfriend) In Long Text: Shane walk away from home,and discovers something more... This handsome, scary man, bathing naked in the Moonlit lake...But what is happening around this town? Join Shane as she uncovers the mystery of her past as well as Steamy, literally steamy, hot NAUGHTIES, makes you ask, "WHAT THE FUCK I AM READING?!" but a part of you will say, "YEAH..." As you traverse to the Action,The Psychological Play, The Urban fantasy, the Mystery of missing people and monster being killed. As you realize things are not as the same as you look at it.