I got this story idea from a dream I had. Dreams tend to be the place where I get all my story idea's. Daydreaming included. (especially at school). 

Summary

Dominic List is just an ordinary guy from the south trying to hide from his horrible past that had haunted him since the day his father died. He sets off to Oregon after receiving job promotion and gladly escapes his home town, leaving his sister and deranged mother behind. On the road Dom meets a lost girl, who proves to also be a lunatic in serious need of mental attention. Dom knows that helping this girl would only add more frustration to his life but being the kind country guy he is, he offers to take her home.

But that's just a start. Who knew that helping this psychotic girl, could have ended up getting Dom in and out of jail twice, fighting the truth of his past, and fighting and overpowering the two most unlikely enemy's in Oregon.

Not to mention all the while falling for the damaged, broken Fay.

"I'm blinded by a white sheet that is laid gently over my face. I'm lifted up and moved towards the ambulance. Except I don't move with my body. I watch as my limp body is taken into the ambulance with the other bodies and the doors lock behind it. Mom, dad and my siblings follow suit into the ambulance, and only a few police officers remain once dawn comes. I'm just left with my thoughts. What happened to me? Why did this happen? Who am I? Then suddenly, as if I was shocked, it all came back to me. I'm Linus and today I died."

***Eli Depture, a boy in his teens,opened a book, and fell in between,His story path is simple, he must play as the prince,and woo every princess, ever know since.***

Eli woke into a fairytale one day and needs to get out.

In order to get out, he must become the Prince for every Princess, and gain a happily ever after.

Except...

He can't recreate the original tale.

It must be different.

If he can't recreate the story

Then he'll be stuck recreating their story forever.

Summary​

"Esmeralda Fostis!" I demanded. "Don't you dare do this to me, not to me, not like the others!"

I grab her arm and drag her onto the wall. I pin her there, seething.

"Can't you see, Esme? I'm right here, I've always been right here! Don't shut me out, You can never shut me out!"

"I can't see!" she yells back. "That's the thing Claude, I can't see! Why do you want a girl who can't see?" Her voice breaks at the end.

She sags against my weight, defeat overcoming her.

Impulsively, I pull her towards me and pulled her into a hug. Softly, I whispered.

"Esme, first off, I love you. I wouldn't be acting bat shit crazy if I didn't.

She smiles faintly.

"I love you because I can see for you." I tighten my hands around her waist. "I can see that you are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on, literally. I can see how observant your are, I can see how utterly brilliant you are. More of all, I can see you, like you see me."

"Like what?" she ask softly now.

I smile cunningly.

"Blindly irresistible."

Summary

Buildings burn. Grey men walk, attack, force people out into the streets where they scream, cry, beg not to be killed. In that very moment, they are. Invisible guns are pointed at them, held by invisible people shooting invisible bullets. These bullets kill them and then they are no more. The grey men continue to walk.

Tin Dallas knows he's next. He can see the grey men through his window.  People walk out of there houses and into their graves. Tin, determined to protect his three sisters and his mother from being thrown out too, he hatches a plan that might have them all killed on the spot. Still, Tin knows what he's doing. That is until, he's thrown into the streets himself having no other thoughts besides the different ways his death could play out.

Death never did catch up to him though. Before long, he was already gone too.