Skull Kid

EXCERPT: Students were running for their lives, vampires were hunting down their preys, friends betrayed friends by leaving them behind and saving their own lives first and soon, they all spread across the streets, causing chaos and killing anyone that they came across. There was carnage everywhere and from where Amber and the others stood, horror filled their eyes and Amber knew just what was happening. It was like the story that Hazel had told her back at the bookshop. The Chosen One didn't make a sacrifice. She wanted revenge and these were the army she was after. The last war was not really the last after all. Now, the fate of mortality lies in her hand. She was the Chosen One, but she does not remember any of that, even though she has a feeling that she knew these people. *** This is a story of Amber Willow, a seventeen year old girl living in a small City called Cinder. Though, her life doesn't always go according to the way it should, she believed she was just as normal as the rest of the kid out there but what she didn't realize was that, she was the One sent to bring an end to the existence of the wild creatures and because of that, other covens wanted her dead. The day she remembers who she really is, is the day the war would continue from where she last ended it and this time, she would not make the same mistake she made the last time. Her revenge would begin and it would start from the ones who took away the people dear to her. One by one, she would haunt them down and put an end to their immortality. ---Kyra Blackburn

At first, I thought life was so easy but as the years had passed, I realized that life is obnoxious, specially for those poor who pray every day to win in a lottery. Since I was a kid, I already had carried a big responsibility in my arms, sometimes making me question myself whether I was born to live happily or the other way around. My mom and father had a divorce when I was a kid, and unluckily, she made me choose between her and papa. And now, too bad but I regretted nothing. On that day, I chose my dad, and never in million of years would I become jealous to my sister (who had chosen mom) just because she is rich and can buy anything she wants. I was used at buying my only basic needs, securing the rest of my money for future because I know I will still be the only one who can benefit at the end. I was just living peacefully, without having any regrets and doubts, but there is a man named Spencer whose arrogance could reach the planet Jupiter. And I can't deny he got the looks that made everyone to flicker after him. But never in million years would I become fluttered just because of silly and corny jokes from him. But I became tongue-tied for predicting everything. Because I was wrong for judging him like that.

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

A rich kid offers to pay anyone who'll be his companion to a ball ten thousand dollars. My roommate stops me from responding. "He's just a rich guy fishing for fun—he's using money to play around with women! Are you going to offer yourself to him for money? We can't be gold diggers!" My mother is sick, though. She needs my scholarship money to save her life. To my devastation, my roommate latches onto a school board member and takes away my scholarship. She even mocks me. "With your looks, you could've sold yourself for money. Here's a hundred bucks to compensate you." That's not all—an AI face-swapped picture of me are posted online. Countless people harass me because of them. My mother doesn't want to drag me down, so she takes her life. I break down and choose to jump off a building. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the first day of the semester. The rich kid is looking for a female companion. I immediately say, "I'm the companion you've been looking for, sir!"

How can a person love someone when your heart is clouded with hatred? How can you see someone's worth when you're blinded with anger? Jeruzah, a sweet and loving kid but when her parents died her life definitely change real quick from an orphan to becoming a wife of the most dangerous man she ever met and fall in love with. But every love story doesn't end with happy ever after without challenges. Can Jeruzah free Makas from hatred? Or Makas will let Jeruzah's worth to be wasted for him to be able to avenge his hatred?

People called him vile, psychotic and evil but Danika Simmons didn't know what to think about the daring male who had committed two murders in one night. Lee Kang Dae is the new kid in school and according to rumours, he's the murderer. What happens when Danika is suddenly pulled into his own world of anguish? A world where things are not what they seem to be. When Kang begins to have gaping holes in his memory, he realizes that something's up. When he realizes that he's a vampire, he's forced to accept his fate and with Danika being the only person by his side, they are forced to lean on each other in their desperation to survive. But, do they succeed?

Midnight Vosse just found out she's a wolf... but not really, she's just a half-wolf. And no one will let her forget it. No one fails to remind her that she's a joke to the rest of the wolves and that she's a weirdo with no social skills who can't stop counting or thinking about numbers. Grayson Baylor is an alpha wolf... but not really, he's just a recessive alpha wolf. That means he's not really an alpha, he's just a joke. A disgrace to the rest of the wolves. A weird kid who can't sit still and doesn't understand that no one can stand him. Midnight and Grayson are fated mates... but not really, because Midnight is a half-wolf and Grayson is a recessive alpha, so their bond is inconsistent and they just CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!

Betty was a naive girl that grew up with her grandmother In the village, and when she moved down to the city, out of the delinquency of her male childhood friend, and because Betty was adamant and desperate to have a serious relationship, she fell a victim of a one-night stand that resulted to the pregnancy of triplets, Betty never set her eyes on Jake that had a one-night stand with her, until after nine years, when he came to seek her kid sister's named Valery's hand In marriage, Let's read on and see what later happened between the two siblings,

After being given special tasks by their boss to perform secret investigation that could save their media company and at the same time, their careers. Delilah, a struggling journalist who had been fighting with a bad heart disease since she was a kid brought it upon herself to find out about these dominating CEOs that have been in an infamous rumor some time ago that they weren't just CEOs but have deep secrets. Will Delilah achieve this dangerous mission that could save her failing career and shock the entire media? What happens when she suddenly finds herself in a strange place she'd have called a fantasy land after tailing some certain CEOs' cars? Would she be able to achieve her mission before the time she has remaining to leave elapses? What happens when Delilah becomes entangled between two strong powerful Alphas?

After my husband's car accident, I did a checkup and found out he had a malignant brain tumor. Instead of telling him right away, I stuck the report in my bag, planning to wait for the right moment. Guess what? He found it first—and thought I was the one with the tumor. A few days later, I overheard him in his office, laughing with a buddy: "My wife? No looks, no figure, just money—and now she's got a brain tumor. Talk about a win for me. If Rainee hadn't gone abroad, I'd never have married her. Bad luck, huh? At least I dodged the kid bullet. Once she's gone, I get everything." Then he pulled the amnesia card, blamed it on the accident, and started treating Rainee like his wife. He even welcomed her into our house. I smiled and said, "Nathan, let's get a divorce."