Possessed: Book 4
The threats amp up, the story comes to an end, and it all comes to an epic conclusion in the final entry of the Possessed series…
Possessed: Book 3
"What if that wasn't his name?" Jake piped up suddenly. "What if he lied and got away. What if he's still out there, Reagan. Waiting for me." ~ ~ Reagan thought that after everything, it was finally over. It turns out family has a funny of showing up, even from the dead. And sometimes, they don't have good things to say.…
Possessed: Book 2
It all started when Reagan's brother came home that fateful night. Now, the demon is thirsty. For her blood. Can she survive its wrathful attacks against her and save her brother at the same time? Find out in Possessed: Book 2!…
Possessed: Book 1
•Hand Picked Awards 2017 1st Place Winner In Paranormal Catagory•"I mean, you're not real." I said through tears.Wiping the tears away, I looked at my mother and she no longer looked the same. Instead, she looked old, almost skeleton like. And this scared me. This was not how I remembered her. And I didn't like it at all.As I moved away in fear, she took a few steps closer."What's wrong?" She asked. "Scared little girl?"…
The Ravens Burden
Three destinies, three lives. So how did it all boil down to one love, one loss. Take a trip down to the town of Old Hollow, and find out.…
If I Was A Boy
Matt Thomas, a 22-year-old bisexual- No, wait, that's not right. ARGH. Hi, my name is Matthew. I'm trans, I live with my parents while I attend university, and I have a crush on my best friend; Kye Meyers. I haven't been to my hometown in years, but I just got an invite to attend the university graduation of Kye's new best friend. Dear diary, please don't let this be awkward...…
Most Lovely Words
When Kallie finds out that Bry, their long-time best friend, is dying of cancer, they are convinced that he will be different, and he will live. After all, he's the track athlete, so he must be strong enough, right?…
The Halls That Haunt Me
I know I'm about to fall to the floor below. But the fire has other plans. It consumes me, yet I feel no pain. I feel as though I am being punished. But, punished for what? For something I did? For something I've been accused of? I fall back, the floor collapsing, and can hear my own shriek as it escapes my lips as I succumb to the inevitable fate. This is how I died. Or so it would seem. But, who am I? Who is Isabelle? Why does that name sound so familiar?…