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An horror story which will give you chills

Leslie began her writing career as a stay-at-home-mom. Her life-long love for reading lead to reviewing books for Goodreads, Amazon and Jillian Dodd's Author Blog. Leslie is also the cofounder of The Indie Bookshelf, which hosts yearly author signings, primarily in the Dallas/FT Worth area. When she is not writing, you will find her lunching with friends, sipping a cup of joe, binging on Netflix or working on a home DIY project. Leslie lives in Texas with her husband, teenage son and daughter, and two very silly pugs. He knew me from the moment I stepped through the broken window. Studying me. Watching me. Changing me. I was unaware of him at first; my life was too out of control to notice. The constant moving and lack of money after Mom divorced Dad was turning her into a different person. All she did was drink and she was now this angry person I didn't want to know. But once I stepped through the window inside that house, I could feel the peace surrounding me. Hugging my body as if it had arms. Protecting me. Loving me. It was like the house knew what I craved and it felt too good to question any of it. So I went back, day after day. I hungrily guzzled up the euphoria like a raging alcoholic, reaching for another drink. Just like my mother…

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Mariah's relationship with Jason was everything to her, his love for her kept her going. She was certain nothing could break, but soon an experiment by Mariah proves that love is not enough.

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Marchetti Mafia leader,Salvatore Marchetti was betrayed and killed by people he trusted.for this crime accused was his eldest son Giovanni Marchetti.After 4 years of being in jail They set him free,that's when he decides to take revenge for his father and kill each one who was involved in his death Love?there's no such feeling for him.''i can Love only family'',no woman could bring the old Giovanni. untill she appeared.The angel herself,Valeria Julio.She was raised as a loving family not knowing about dark world she lived in.Going out only with bodyguards around what will happen when the two opposite sides meet?

"A legend was written years ago of two white lycan made to be mate, to love-hate, fight but also made to be together for the supernatural being betterment. Kate David is a lycan who grew up without the devotion of a mother, father, and even by her brother except by the woman she calls grandma. she anyhow believes she doesn't need a mate for it causes agony and weakness. Lawrence Clifford king of kings has been waiting for his mate but gave up ever finding his mate. what happens when these two are meant to be together, will Kate ever learn to love and we both accept each other or will they run away from fate. Join Kate and Lawrence in their adventure through grief, wrath, and most importantly love. A story filled with heartbreak and betrayal. "

Just as you wake up for another ordinary day, news cracks on all social media, the first decentralized AR space is created by an unknown person, the same person that owns more than 30% of wealth in the world. He announced in the video with a mask on his face, and saying… I’m tired of this world, I wish to be unknown because I love to walk among the ordinary, and I have made a decision. The key for all my wealth, the key to success in your life and turning any poverty to riches, has been hidden in the AR space I created, and it’s decentralized as some of you may have noticed. The key is kept in an attic, which is in an unknown location in my AR space, find it and you can inherit all my wealth! And for this particular space, I shall name it, Attic. So… Let the treasure hunt begin. And welcome to the world of Attic. Good luck hunting everyone.

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet.

The test of any relationship is whether someone will stick around when times get tough.<br><br>Mark has middle-level Alzheimer’s. There are long periods of time he cannot account for. Often he can’t remember the names of everyday objects, or even of people. This is both unsettling and irritating. He spends a good deal of his time in a comfortable armchair by the window, looking out at the back yard.<br><br>But there is a man in the house with him. Mark doesn’t feel threatened by his presence. Just perplexed. Who is he? What is he doing there? All Mark knows is that he is handsome and has the most beautiful blue eyes he has ever seen. There are moments when he thinks he remembers who the man is, but as time marches on and the disease ravages his brain, he becomes less and less sure.<br><br>Perhaps it isn’t even a man.