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I am an avarge 18 year old girl. I love someone I can't have, I live and breathe music, and I wear makeup, just like any other teen girl. But I, Willow Lyn River, have a secret, or maybe a few. My bestfriend is a Ghost and I'm in love with him. Everybody thinks I'm crazy, but the truth is, I'm the most sane girl around.

Evlyn lives in a boring small town until one day she learns about a murder. Little does she know the town will be covered in blood? More murders begin to happen and burglaries slowly start. Oddly the murders don’t show signs of a serial killer…. Raymond and Nyght Miller are new to the town and seem to be nice kind hearted people but is there another side to them? They seem to have had a bad past. What happened to them and what are they doing in the little town?

Two words:



Bully....... Bullied.....



Those 2 words can kill..... This Is a short story about those very words, that kills many...

She walked away 3 years ago to find that piece that was lost when it happened. Now, one email can and will change their lives as they knew it.
Let me know if it's any good. Its my first book. :)

In a world that knows no sun, Four immortals with great power struggle against each other for power, and against the tyrannical government that controls all in the land.

Srin Leston is having an affair. What had seemed to be an impossible relationship for them at first blossomed into beautifully close feelings that had long been missing with her husband, Sirling Dan. Unfortunately, when Srin leaves the young and handsome Tur Felingston asleep in bed and whispers, "See you Monday." Little does she know what would happen next.
Tur's mansion is torched. His body was burned to unrecognisable crisps. When Detective Kris Dexcor arrives to question Srin, she finds out she happens to be the last person who saw him alive. Whoever started the fire had been watching the house, making sure she had left and nobody else had went in.
As if that isn't traumatic enough, Kris's questions are forcing her to the edge - she wants to be removed from the list of prime suspects but was it possible for it to happen while not revealing her affair with Tur to Dan? No. Or maybe this possibility hasn't been keyed into Srin's mind: DAN ALREADY KNOWS OF THE AFFAIR

America now has over 200 million Guns. Over one billion rounds of ammunition.Our personal guns kill more of us than any war. Read and comment.

Kadira, such a unique name for such a unique being. One careless whisper leads to death, lies, love, and heartbreak. How can a fallen angel take it all? She was sheltered and look at her now. Come, take a look. (( This story is not finished, but I promise I'll keep working on it

When recovering the dead Bartleby, the coroners happened upon a letter hidden inside the poor souls coatpocket. It was a queer letter, and was almost tossed to the flame, but, by happenchance, this letter came into my possession. Upon reading the tale, I have found, in my heart, that poor Bartleby's story must be told. Here I present to you the document in its full, unadulterated form. 


I am an avarge 18 year old girl. I love someone I can't have, I live and breathe music, and I wear makeup, just like any other teen girl. But I, Willow Lyn River, have a secret, or maybe a few. My bestfriend is a Ghost and I'm in love with him. Everybody thinks I'm crazy, but the truth is, I'm the most sane girl around.

Evlyn lives in a boring small town until one day she learns about a murder. Little does she know the town will be covered in blood? More murders begin to happen and burglaries slowly start. Oddly the murders don’t show signs of a serial killer…. Raymond and Nyght Miller are new to the town and seem to be nice kind hearted people but is there another side to them? They seem to have had a bad past. What happened to them and what are they doing in the little town?

Two words:



Bully....... Bullied.....



Those 2 words can kill..... This Is a short story about those very words, that kills many...

She walked away 3 years ago to find that piece that was lost when it happened. Now, one email can and will change their lives as they knew it.
Let me know if it's any good. Its my first book. :)

In a world that knows no sun, Four immortals with great power struggle against each other for power, and against the tyrannical government that controls all in the land.

Srin Leston is having an affair. What had seemed to be an impossible relationship for them at first blossomed into beautifully close feelings that had long been missing with her husband, Sirling Dan. Unfortunately, when Srin leaves the young and handsome Tur Felingston asleep in bed and whispers, "See you Monday." Little does she know what would happen next.
Tur's mansion is torched. His body was burned to unrecognisable crisps. When Detective Kris Dexcor arrives to question Srin, she finds out she happens to be the last person who saw him alive. Whoever started the fire had been watching the house, making sure she had left and nobody else had went in.
As if that isn't traumatic enough, Kris's questions are forcing her to the edge - she wants to be removed from the list of prime suspects but was it possible for it to happen while not revealing her affair with Tur to Dan? No. Or maybe this possibility hasn't been keyed into Srin's mind: DAN ALREADY KNOWS OF THE AFFAIR

America now has over 200 million Guns. Over one billion rounds of ammunition.Our personal guns kill more of us than any war. Read and comment.

Kadira, such a unique name for such a unique being. One careless whisper leads to death, lies, love, and heartbreak. How can a fallen angel take it all? She was sheltered and look at her now. Come, take a look. (( This story is not finished, but I promise I'll keep working on it

When recovering the dead Bartleby, the coroners happened upon a letter hidden inside the poor souls coatpocket. It was a queer letter, and was almost tossed to the flame, but, by happenchance, this letter came into my possession. Upon reading the tale, I have found, in my heart, that poor Bartleby's story must be told. Here I present to you the document in its full, unadulterated form.