a short horror story They say they found me wandering near the road. No sign of Ash. Or Dani. Or Lacey. Or Marcus. No cabin on the map. No rental records. But I know what I saw. And some nights, when I look out my window... I see it. Standing at the tree line. Not moving. Not breathing. Waiting.

"One book, endless worlds. Some will make you smile, some will break your heart, some will leave you staring at the ceiling at 3 a.m. Welcome to my oneshot collection."

Enemies don't usually smile like that. And girls who hate boys don't stare this much. Violet Sterling hates Matteo De Luca. At least... that's what she tells herself. He's the boy tied to the worst day of her life. The boy she swore became her enemy. The boy whose smile she absolutely should not be noticing. Now they're trapped in the same school, the same halls, the same memories Violet can't seem to outrun. As old wounds resurface and buried secrets claw their way back into the light, Violet finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew-about the past, about Matteo... and about her own heart. Because hating him is easy. Ignoring him is impossible. And debating his smile? That's where she keeps losing the fight. Some enemies don't stay enemies. Some smiles ruin everything.

Maya Cruz solves mysteries. Who stole the stapler? Cracked. Who wrote the fake love notes? Solved. Her red casebook is her proof. But when she sees Lexi Miller-the girl who vanished last year-standing casually in the school hall, Maya knows this case is different. Because everyone else has forgotten Lexi ever left. As Maya digs, she discovers the vanishing didn't stop with Lexi. Photos blur, memories vanish, and her own name disappears from the roll call. Now, a dark reflection in a cracked mirror whispers a terrifying truth: Maya isn't the detective anymore. She is the case. And if she can't find out what happened on the other side of the glass, Maya Cruz will be the next name that no one remembers.

"I thought you were supposed to be smart" he groaned. I rolled my eyes. The more he decides to become douche bag, the more I plan a way to stuff his (hate to admit it) tall muscular frame in a suck and ship it to the next country. "FYI, I am smart, I just don't understand things that come from a fool" He rolled his eyes like I did before and muttered 'idiot' under his breath. But before I could retort to his statement, he leaned in, really close. I felt myself shrink into the car seat and those damn butterflies in my stomach began to erupt as he got close. His faint cologne filled my nose and once again he smelt good, really good. Snap out of it Ava He leaned over and pulled the seatbelt over my chest, we locked eyes with each other and our lips were dangerously close. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Ava,normal teenage girl, realizes she's not so normal when her dark past starts to catch up to her. Forgotten bonds and secrets that's should have stayed buried start to come to light and she doesn't know how she's gonna handle it all. An experiment titled "The Perfect Human" |subject 001| Ava.