She stood across the street with a smile across her crimson red lipstick. Her sunset locks dangling all the way down to her waist, her pale skin and piercing amber eyes. She was wearing the dress i bought for her 34th birthday, it was a white knee length dress with lace endings. I opened up my arms to her which prompted her to cross the street and in that moment i realized i had made a terrible mistake. Katherine only made it midway through the street when a truck ran her over. Her limbs were torn to pieces, brain was blown out of her skull and the dismembered corpse lied there in a pool of blood - A man battling a severe case of anterograde amnesia journals every day, acknowledging that every 24 hours all of his memories will be wiped clear. Apart from everything else all he manages to remember are the people he spends a substantial amount of time with and specific locations. Life runs it's course, with Keith's fate strapped in many tragic events and unforeseen psychological challenges like schizophrenia and loss of affect. Will reliving the memory of bone chilling events every single day end him ? Or will he be able to find acceptance and courage in the end. -- A story which exhibits the dark nature of psychotic disorders through means of challenging events. - Happy reading!

Marley wakes up in the hospital one day, not remembering a thing about herself. Her mother doesn't take her or her doctors seriously , and her fiancé thinks she's playing around. To make it worse, the only ones who know about her condition is her mother, herself and her fiancé. But one night, a man sneaks into her bedroom, claiming that they were lovers. He promises her that he will teach her all she needs to know about herself and her family, in order to prevent her to tell everone about her amnesia. Can she trust a man she doesn't know? And what about her fiancé? Was he lying when he said that their relationship was only based on sex and money, and if he wasn't, why was he so sweet with her?

Preface: Crimson Shadows In the shadows, where the light dares not tread, there lies a tapestry of stories - tales woven with threads of crimson, spun from the lifeblood of those who have walked the path of adversity. It is within these shadowed realms that the true mettle of the human spirit is forged, tested by the fires of despair, guilt, and the relentless pursuit of redemption. The pages that follow bear witness to one such story - the journey of Amara Torres, a young woman whose life has been irrevocably altered by a tragedy that has left an indelible mark upon her soul. Haunted by the memories of her past and her late best friend, Amara must navigate the treacherous terrain of depression, self-harm, and the crippling weight of an unspoken secret that threatens to consume her. As Amara returns to the familiar confines of her hometown, she finds herself confronted not only by the remnants of her former life, but also by the enigmatic presence of Nolan Kirovsky - a fellow traveler in the realm of privilege and turmoil. Together, they must confront the shadows that have defined them, forging a path towards redemption and the unearthing of long-buried truths. Through Amara's story, we bear witness to the resilience of the human spirit, the capacity for transformation, and the profound impact that a single moment can have on the trajectory of a life. It is a tale that delves into the depths of the human experience, exploring the complex interplay of loss, guilt, and the the pursuit of healing. So, let us venture forth, into the realm of Crimson Shadows, and bear witness to the extraordinary within the ordinary, the light that shines amidst the darkness, and the extraordinary journeys that unfold when we dare to confront the ghosts that haunt us. It's my first book please be kind guys, lots of love. from me ©All Rights Reserve, Copyright. Book by ZEE. You may not copy the story line.

"What colour of panties are you wearing?" "Excuse me?" She countered "I won't repeat the question again" "Red. They're red" she swallowed "Reach below your gown. Pull it. And hand it over to me" "Why would you want it? It's just a piece of material" she faltered. "They're yours. I want it simply because they're yours. You're aroused. So they're wet. They're going to be soaked with your juices. The very essence of you. I'm going to sniff it, lick it, all the while imagining that it's you, torturing myself until Saturday. The day I fuck you" ~♦||•♦•||♦~ In this erotic romance, Raven Edens is forced to accept an offer, to save her family's life. She's been a good girl her whole life, always took responsibility, always did what was right. Until the day she finds out, her father sold her family to the devil. literally. And she's the one who has to pay. These men were rich, ruthless, and fucking dangerous. If they wanted, they could make her entire family disappear from the face of the Earth. And to pay off her family's debts, she must give herself to the master, for 7 days, for he and the whole bloody organization to do whatever they wanted with her. seemed a small price to pay, for the billions her father owed right? but does she come out of this, the same? 7 days of the utimate sins. carnality was welcomed. Nothing was shunned out. Every fantasy, every desire was fed, explored, and she was the meal. RAVEN EDENS: "7 days of the utmost sins. I'm terrified! I'm surrendering to the unknown. I've never done that before. I exist on control. And to unleash that to someone else, is devastating. I'm afraid my body's going to shatter, or war and say it has needs. I'm afraid I can't keep my body in a tight leash, and under control, after this. One thing's sure though. I'm never going to remain the same again. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! & EXPLICIT SEX SCENES! (Also, there may be lots of swearing, sexual coercion & public sexual displays!)

"Nate where the fuck have you been? It is three a.m. I have left you hundreds of messages." "Get the fuck out of my house." He said through his teeth. "Why what is wrong? What happened?" She asked as she smelled the whiskey in his breath. "You are a fucking whore. You are having an affair with my brother. How could you?" Things took an ugly tun when things turn physical. Nate suddenly grabbed her by her throat and pulled her to the table. "Shut up and sign." Her hands trembled as she signed the divorced papers. "There I signed the papers." She said as she began crying again. "I don't know why or what happened for you to do this but I love you." "Shut up!" He screamed at her before pushing her. He pushed too hard and she went through the glass side door. ***** "Let's cut to the chase, shall we? Last night about quarter past nine there was car accident but an eye witness told us exactly what happened and it looks like attempted murder." "What has this got to do with me or Ana? Wait you don't think I am hiding that bitch, are you?" "Mr. Davison please keep that big mouth of yours close or so help me I will arrest you for insulating a police officer. No, I don't think you are hiding That Bitch as you put it because it was Ana who was in the accident and I think you ordered the hit on Ana for revenge." "Why the hell would I do that to her?" "...because you found out that she hid your child from you." Edited 17/11/2018 #820 - Short Story #28 - Child #30 - Anger #2 - Accident #17 - Cheating #31 - Divorce #4 - Ex-wife #4 - amnesia #280 - hate #143 - Generalfiction #121 - revenge #551 - Billionaire

Book 2 "it's not mama" it's supposed to be a fun night but why does it turn into a nightmare? Why? "Get back here, Olivia! We're not done talking" "What mom? You're going to yell at me again? For what? For you to make me believe my mama is gone? She's not mom! She's still there with that fucking bitch! Why do you not believe me?" "She's gone, Olivia. We both see her and even mourn. Move on!" "How? How can I move on when I know she's alive? You already gave up on her. Well, mom guesses what, im not. I will find her." It happened unexpectedly. You're happy that day before something came up and that joy in your lips turned into a frown. Pale and lifeless. Is Olivia saying the truth? Is Y/N still alive? Will this family that once complete come back into one piece again? Will they find a way to be with each other again? Or they are all too late for that.

It's been a month almost. A month since it came out. A month since they found her. One month since she's seen the others... The other's that she can't remember. Back at their cottage, Steve told Crystal the lie he and his Brother Herobrine had agreed upon. She had fallen into a coma and with no memory of anything from before she believed them. What's to happen, though, if something comes up? A past neither of them wanted her to remember. What happens when she does see everyone again? Or if she sees them again? After all, if you don't remember something, does that mean it didn't happen? Even with all the truth and evidence there is. Find out in the thrilling third book of 'The Daughter of Herobrine'. Second book is called 'The Troubles of Herobrine's Children' please read both before this one.

❛ IF THERE'S ONE THING I KNOW, IT'S THAT THIS IS NOT MY LIFE ❜ Ever since a devastating accident, Bianca has been in a coma. Her brain created a whole new, fake world in its sleeping state. Now after almost three years, Bianca is finally awake, and she doesn't remember a thing about her 'real' life. All she remembers is the false world her brain generated for her. Her parents aren't her parents. Her friends aren't her friends. Her life isn't her life. So when a girl appears in the hospital, why does Bianca feel such a strong connection to her? «H I G H E S T R A N K I N G» #2 I N S C I - F I 11/3/17 (*faints*) #3 I N S C I - F I 14/2/17 (fREAKING OUT!) #4 I N S C I - F I 12/2/17 (thank you to everyone who got me here! LOVE!!! <3) 1st Place in the Sci Fi genre of The StarStruck Awards! 1st Place in The Shimmer Awards! Cover by the incredible @XantheRowds! [ OLD WITH A LOT OF PLOT HOLES. FEEL FREE TO ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY AND WAIT FOR THE REWRITE! ]

Book 1 of "𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 𝐀𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐀𝐀𝐇" series INAYA'S POV Before me, he sits. After 7 long years-7 years of absence, he shows up. Yet, when I study his eyes, I find nothing but unfamiliarity. His once warm, brown orbs are now veiled with darkness, devoid of any emotions, with a coldness that chills the air. His rosy pink pigmented lips, which once used to mold in a tender curve in my presence, now refuse to smile. Am I looking at the same person? How can his face be so familiar, yet his essence a mystery? Is he the same person-the Ishaan I once loved? The love that remained unspoken seven years ago, the love that refuses to fade? Is he truly the Ishaan Shekhawat that resides in my memories, or a specter of the past, wearing a guise of indifference over the soul I once knew? #2 in the top 10 India on 9/10/24 # 2 in the top 10 India on 10/10/24 #1 in the top 10 India on 11/10/24 #4 in desi love story on 4/11/24 #5 in friendship on 10/12/24 #2 in friendship on 14/12/24

Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.