STORY PARTS ARE DELETED DUE TO NUMEROUS PLAGIARIZING ISSUE. THIS STORY WILL ONLY AVAILABLE TO READ AT WATTPAD AND INKITT IN THE FUTURE. FOR THOSE WHO SHAMELESSLY STEAL THE WORKS OF SMALL WRITERS, F*CK YOU! THIS ISN'T NEAR NEW YORK BESTSELLER TYPE OF NOVEL, BUT THE SENTIMENTAL VALUE IT HAS FOR ME IS FAR MORE PRICELESS THAN YOUR CHEAP-ASS LIVES. ROT IN HELL!

(REPUBLISHING)

"If truth is what you seek, a huge payment is needed. A payment not everyone would gladly pay for─not if you're desperate enough."



How far would you go to uncover the truth?

To a desperate Celestine? Even it means selling her soul to the devil.

That's all after the death of her best friends and the blames along with it almost sent her to a mental asylum, only to receive a suspicious free three-month all-expense stay invitation letter from a so-called Esotera Court amidst her mourning. Sane people would refuse, but what comes to her doorstep the very next day is something she cannot ignore─a possible clue to her friends' untimely death. 

Left under the mercy of her savior who's questionable loyalty to her seems to know no boundaries, she finds herself delving deep into twisted trickeries and life-threatening instances that seem to make absolutely no sense. Such things which ultimately question the reality of her existence, and the role she unwittingly played that leads her to the isolated island of Esotera Court.

_______

GENRE/S: Mystery, New Adult, Psychological Horror

[WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS TRIGGERING VIOLENCE AHEAD! READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED!]

All Rights Reserved. Copyright. 2018 by Morrigan Hex

when i was in Lincoln High School in Brooklyn New York City. I was the Son of New York and led the Lincoln High School to win the New York State Championship 2 years in a row (2001 and 2002)
In those two years, I got Mr. Basketball of New York 2 times, and the best high school student in the United States and i also got other honors.
Even the Owner of the New York Knicks joke about that once i participated in the draft the knicks will pick me. 
*****
follow me on IG @dunknd0nut

flashback This is a fanfiction using the character from the mortal instruments which are trademarked by Cassandra Clare. I do not claim ownership of the character in the world. 
I hit the alarm clock. I gap my phone off my night still looking at twitter Instagram in the face all of them was going off blow up my three books in my wife of fortitude chronicles. Which are name after the people in my life? Wife of strength Wife of Silver Wife with power. The three books were the one that becomes a New York bestseller in was on the number three on the list. Because this was my first book series the reviews form the first two books were 2.5 start rate in the other one had a 3.5 on a good read. Which was a surprise to me then was fans and critics. The critics say of the two books they were full of cliches in tropes like it had an overly perfect female protagonist along with hot awful in an abusive childhood. An abusive in more overly talented side character along with hot in dirty sex. Published Companies like Simon and Schumpeter Harper  Collins IN other publishing all send reject letters. So I look into self- published on Amazon my first book Wife of Strength in I published it on amazon it becomes number one on Kindle. I really like self-publishes because I keep all my rights as an author. It helps with the bill that the time. My fiance name Samantha has been an editor and have been write book for to 10 years so I think I'm in good hand remember the day I come to her office.

Christian Fairchild would like none but to live a good and quiet life but there one problem. His mom and dad are Jace and Clary two of the most famous Shadownhunters and the Shadow world. They try there best to raise him in the way of the Shadowhunters world teaching him how to hunt and kill Demon about the downwards the oath they take etc. He becomes a famous author with his romance mystery fantasy it is written with his wife along with the New York Times bestselling list a number a five-time in his one-shot manga. He would like to be a good fiance to his new fiance But Destiny will not be denied in an old prophecy they have planned for Christian Fairchild can he fight or will he end up becoming what he hates. Sci-fi space adventure has sold millions in he has been on  This will be based on the shadowhunters book and the tv show all of them also this will be take 30 years after the event of the city of heavenly fire in the dark artifices. The runes with being black will be red but most will be black.



    "Yes, Eric, can you hand this book to my Publishing House to work?"Michael Claus didn't hide his intentions and said it straightforwardly.

    Eric looked at the black girl who had finished printing, was binding, and then said to Michael Claus: "Sorry, Michael, although thank you for your approval, but you know, I want to go to some of the larger Publishing House to try my luck. . Just like every parent, I hope that my child can get into the Ivy League school. Are you right? "

    Michael's expression is not disappointing, but smiles: "Eric, do you have a good understanding of the large Publishing House? Maybe we can find a place to talk, I know there is a coffee shop not far away, I Please, how about?"

    Eric took the black girl's bound manuscript and packed the first draft into the bag. He refused directly: "Sorry, Michael, I am going to be late for work. If the manuscript is rejected by the Publishing House, I will contact you. of."

    Eric finished, took his backpack out of the print shop and started the car to the Italian Restaurant. Michael in the print shop just hesitated a little, immediately rushed out of the store and drove up. He has an intuition that if he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for a lifetime. This intuitive three-pointer is directed at the novel called Jurassic Park, and the seven points are indeed for the young man Eric.

    Although he only read the first half of the novel, Michael was surprised to find that Eric not only incorporated many high-tech factors such as genetic engineering, chaos theory, and nanotechnology that his teens of this age might not have heard of, and There is no loss of the fun of the novel, and the twists and turns of the plot are fascinating.

    He has not seen examples of integrating many high-tech into novels, but most of them use oysters, and even write some novels into popular science books. That type of novel is obviously not for all types of readers. Please.

    Eric parked the car in the parking lot and turned to find a black car that was not far away. Michael Claus came down from the car and apparently followed him. This made Eric's vanity little satisfaction, and unconsciously had a good impression on Michael.

    "Hey, Eric."Michael raised his hand to Eric and was about to speak. Eric pointed to his watch and said, "That, Michael, look, it's nine o'clock. I am a waitress at this Italian Restaurant, maybe you don't mind ordering another breakfast? The restaurant is very leisurely before ten o'clock and has an hour. "

    Michael nodded intently and followed Eric into the restaurant.

    Eric changed his clothes, and Michael was already sitting in the window seat, with an early breakfast and seven seven eight eight.

    "I am with Mr. Jeff explained it, but you have to hurry. "Eric sat down opposite Michael and then smiled: "I am young, but not so easy to be convinced."

    Michael smiled. "I believe that you have listened to my explanation and will definitely hand over the book to me." I just said that you may not know about the large Publishing House. Just happened, I have been in Simon & Schuster for eleven years, starting with the most basic review editor, because the competition department Manager After failing to leave, I founded Night Elf Publishing House. "

    "What does this have to do with the topic we are talking about now?"Previous life As a Loser, Eric is most afraid of others telling his own history of struggle, and can't help but insert a sentence.

    "Don't worry, young people, I said these just to let you know, my next words are true and credible. Do you know that when I first started the review editor, I would review tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words every day. Although inside…Well, there are a lot of bad manuscripts, but there are quite a few manuscripts that have accumulated publishing value. At most, the number of books published in one year has reached two thousand. You can imagine, as a new person, even if you publish, how many promotional marketing resources can you get from these thousands of publications? "

    Michael finished, stopped and drank, leaving Eric with some time to think. Eric acknowledged Michael's words in his heart, but did not say anything, just use his eyes to signal Michael to continue.

    Michael raised his hand slightly, as if in a speech: "My Publishing House is small, but I have a lot of experience in book publishing marketing. Moreover, my Publishing House has mainly published novels such as science fiction, adventure, and horror in recent years. Although only a dozen novels have been published each year, they have already gained a certain reputation in the industry. You handed me "Jurassic Park", then for the next period of time, I promised to use the resources I have mastered to distribute the novel, and in the shortest possible time, the book's fame. And in my experience, under my full operation, this is likely to break into the bestseller list. "

    Michael illuminates all his cards and waits for Eric's decision.

    Eric was a bit absent-minded about Michael's rhetoric. A small or micro-Publishing House, how much energy can all resources be?

    He is already a middle-aged uncle in his bones. In the complicated circle of previous life, he has seen strange pigs running around the world. Of course, it won't be because Michael Claus's words are very tempting and confusing, just like a young man who changed his mind. However, Michael actually poked Eric's heart in one sentence: in the shortest possible time, the reputation of "Jurassic Park" was launched.

    No matter in what era, fame is an intangible but useful resource. Eric is now going to realize his plan. His biggest weakness is age. A young man will naturally give people a feeling of being untrustworthy.

    But if you have enough fame, this shortcoming will be well covered. An 18-year-old high school student, when Director made a movie, everyone would accuse him of chaos, not knowing how to be tall. And if an 18-year-old genius writer makes a movie, the result will definitely be different. There will definitely be criticism, but more people will definitely say: Oh, that genius kid is doing something amazing.

    Eric tried it out: "I have to say, Michael, your condition is really a bit of a heart." However, these are your words, I don't know your Publishing House at all. "

    "It's a good testimony," Michael said without hesitation: "On the recent Best New York Times bestseller list, there is just one of my Publishing House books on the list, although it's only the last one, but This book has been purchased by the 20th Century Fox movie, and is likely to be made into a movie in the next few years."

    Eric believes in Michael's words, he does not need to lie on this easy to be dismantled, said: "So, how do we take the time to talk about specific cooperation?"

    Michael glanced and said: "You…Do you agree? "

    "Yes," Eric nodded and smiled. "To be honest, I can't wait to see my novel being made into a book."

    "So, how about tonight, I think you may need work now."Michael pointed to the guests who grew up in the restaurant.

    After the two agreed on the meeting place, Michael left the restaurant with satisfaction.

    "Eric, what have you talked to with that person, seeing how happy you are now?"Jeff asked, just that Eric just said something to discuss with friends, so he was curious.

    Eric handed the menu of the guest just to the colleague in the kitchen, and then to Jeff, the guest waiter: "Good news, Jeff, who was just a Boss of Publishing House, I am about to publish my novel."

    Jeff is a little messy, and some suspicious: "Fiction, did you still say that you were writing a script yesterday, how to rewrite the novel, do you give up the Director ideal so quickly, intend to be a writer?"

    Eric said: "Of course not, my goal is not to change at will. When Director and writing novels don't conflict, isn't it? By the way, my novel is in my backpack in the locker room. Jeff, you can go and have a look and help me with some advice. "

    Jeff turned to the dressing room with doubts. He thought Eric's novel was a short story of a few thousand words. When he saw a thick stack of novels, Jeff almost blinked his eyes. More than 100,000 words, I have never written so many words in my life.

    Spend some of the busiest dining hours at noon and have a little leisure. The staff of the restaurant discovered that it seems that Boss has been disappearing for several hours. This is very rare for a fat man who likes to wander around and show his sense of existence.

    When the staff negotiated about looking for Boss, Jeff got out of the locker room and patted Eric's shoulder: "A very good novel, I am sure of one thing now, you will resign soon. It is."After saying these words, Jeff is leaving the old god.

    As soon as Boss disappeared, a group of people gathered around to ask Eric what had happened.

    So throughout the afternoon, from time to time, waiters and even kitchen staff took time to drill into the locker room and took turns reading Eric's manuscripts. Even after work, a beautiful waitress in the restaurant asked with a spoiled question whether he could take the manuscript home to see.

    Although the pretty girl's wink makes Eric feel a bit sloppy, Eric can only refuse this request. Although several copies of the novel have not been used, it is nothing to lend to her, but the novel has not been published after all, and he does not want to see what happened before. I have known other people's works as such things. I have never known this in ancient and modern times. He experienced this kind of thing in his previous life.



I was basically jobless now and debating whether I should listen to the worry notes from the back of my head or whether I should pretend to be alright about it. I had, of course, other worries too. Like, worrying about the calc homework I needed to submit tomorrow. 

I sometimes wondered why I even bothered complete education when I was pretty much sure I would never be able to save up enough money for the college of my fantasies. 

After completing the last question of that question whose algorithm felt like solving the world with different procedures for a hundred times, I sighed and stretched my arms to reignite my force forcefully. 

"How captivating it must have sound to your head, Isaac. I wish you only kept it in your head. Things like these are not meant for sharing." With these half-assed jokes by my side, I looked at the ceiling. 

I lived in an old apartment which had the looks of a cardboard box. I had a small divan, a small closet, a small bathroom and a small space for keeping the stove. Everything about my house was small, except for my existence. And, yeah, it had a serious disease of termites and roaches.  I sometimes wondered how  Zach and I would  manage when we would start living together; when he would get well, hopefully. 

The next day, with the advent of dawn, I got up and started for school. Once I had passed the No-weapon test, I got to my locker and took out my books. You may wonder, why are you so boring? Well, I wonder the same thing. Why do I feel like I am falling apart when everything feels perfectly normal? And how can you determine a perfect life? By extreme riches and dreams getting completed? But, The books describe simplicity and contented lives as perfect? And, when will I get the explanations to my absurd concerns?

I was in senior year, the time you are expected to study like there is no tomorrow. I was doing well with a nice report card full of straight As. And yet, I was on the list of kids who needed some sort of extra attention  to live their own lives. As if, some therapy will resurrect my foster parents, as if it can make Zach discontinue being a human vegetable. 

I made my way to the counselor's office along with some other kids. We were walking together but still not talking. As if bodies walking together but heads roaming elsewhere. On the right side, It's me, Maria and Kenneth. They were model students, perfect grades, nice parents, or at least I thought that.
On my left-hand side, was Noah. One of the most prominent, sorry, the most prominent guy, Noah Centineo. The one and only Noah, who apart from being a live sculpture, was known for being an unapologetic jerk who still somehow had his locker full of affection epistles every damn day. It's kind of weird to be put in the same category as the school's god. 
Well, I didn't actually care, did I?

"Ms. Kore and Mr. Centineo. You both are desired inside." The student secretary delivered the message. 

Noah narrowed his eyes and looked at me. 
"Seriously." He whimpered and got inside with me. What was he thinking? 

"Morning, ma'am." We both erupted at the same time. 
The woman looked at us through her spectacles with an odd pout making her purple lipstick look kind of dinosaur scales and not in an elegant way.

"Soooo." She hauled her low pitched voice, "We have a very different pair here, don't we? Centineo and Kore." I looked at her with a glance spilling of awkwardness and as for, Noah. Did he seem... smooth?

She proceeded,  "I don't want anything from you two. But, just an answer to exactly why both of your college applications are so barren?" She screamed in a calm and collected voice. I disn't know how she pulled that off, but she did. 

Before I could even come up with something, Noah began, " What else do you need? I have full grades and a rich father. What else do the NewYork  Film and Arts university needs?"

"You need to understand, young man, money is not everything." The therapist started her therapy. Ugh, all they care about is getting the right thing in our head, they don't care about this goddamned feature we possess called emotions. Yeah, it feels exactly the same but look closer. There is an endless bridge between the two.

The statement sealed him up. She turned to me,  "And you penned you just like performing and the only proves you have are some receipts from the drama club." She testified my blood won certificates as receipts, look at her audacity. 

"Yeah, you see, I am kind of poor. I never had the money to train me." I said the only thing that came to my lagging brain cells.

"True talent is born and not created. And, honestly,  thousands of drama club members sign up for that. It's not that easygoing. "She once again gently scolded me.

"So, what should I do?" I asked.

She breathed a sigh, "I have a big opportunity for both of you." She hands each of us a flyer. " This is the annual filmmaking contest of New York."

"But, we live in Greenwich Village, not in New York."

"It lets us participate since we live near. Every school has to give two movies. Only three people are given the scholarship of going there. You are, as the reports say, a nice actress and Centineo here can be the creative director, producer, and script author. After all, you are a  
bestseller author."

"Author?" This was big news to me. 

He rolled his eyes in irritation, "You need not disclose this information to everyone, mom." Woah! Woah! Woah!  Too much information!

"Wait, what? You are an author and she is your mom?"

He faced me for the first time. God, he was beautiful, " As you already know, you and I are going to work together, I will tell you, I am the novelist of 'Authoress'. And yes, this woman here is my mother."

"Wait. Wait. Wait. You are the author of THE Authoress? The one in which the protagonist is a content author who decides to write about a sex offender. I haven't actually read it."

He glared at me, " Yes, that Authoress."

"Since you both are okay with the arrangement, you are dismissed." I wanted to protest but, " And if you don't, forget the university." 

Feelt like, I was going to share a project with the billionaire lad. 

"But, when shall I meet you?"

"Tomorrow. 6 PM. Cornelia Street." He said and left me alone, without ever gracing me with a look.

"It was me who killed them." Said Noah with horror-filled eyes.
"What do you mean?" I asked, trying not to expect the worst and that was then the car swept right on me, sending me to the ground 
◾◾◾◾◾◾

Jacintha- She isn't your normal high school senior if you look beside her normal exterior. And just wants to complete her senior year and save her brother from dying 

Noah- The Highschool sweetheart with tons of admirers and an undercover bestseller author who hates everything regarding his family, especially his sister's new tutor, Jacintha.
 
Together, they are given the task to make a memorable film in order to enroll in their dream film academy. With all the upsides and downsides of senior year and adolescent emotions, Jacintha's bloody past sweeps itself in. Will these two surpass all the complications or they will break in the process?

After leaving work, I call Michael, telling him he was going to be in the area outside the cafe and how he was going to be dressed.

Liam, sat down at the cafe and I wait for Michael, suddenly I hear they called him.

"Hello Liam." Michael waved his hand as he approached Liam.

Liam approached him and greeted him and said: "Michael, you see, I just got out of work and since I came in a hurry, thinking that you were here forget to change me, I will go to the bathroom. Could you wait a few moments?"

Michael: "Jaajja, of course it's no problem"

Liam went to the bathroom, changed his clothes and left. Michael was sitting looking at the letter of the types of coffee, which he had in his hands.

"Well, I explained the situation to Mr. Michael, as I know I will reject all the other publishers." Liam sat in front of Michael, smiled and said: "I may be young, but it does not convince me so easily".

Michael laughed: "I think that after listening to my explanation, you will certainly give it to me to publish his novel." I know his case, my friend who worked in the publishing house that sent me a part of his novel told me what he wanted. They offered, it seems that I did not know how these big companies worked, but I do know them, I've worked at Macmillan for ten years, I did everything from the most basic things to editing, as I failed in the competition for the position of department manager , I left and founded my own Random House publishing house. "

"What does that have to do with me?" Due to his past life he knew that when negotiating people, they told their stories to lower their guard with whom they negotiated in this case would be the, and could not avoid interrupting.

"Relax, young man, I just want to make you understand that I am not joking and that my words are the truth." You know, at the beginning I was editing reviews, every day I reviewed tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words in drafts, although there were many manuscripts bad, ehm, there were also many jobs that were published ... At least 2000 different books do it every year. "Even if they published you, they already have thousands of publications in progress, how many promotional marketing resources do you think they will use in a newbie? "

Michael finished, stopped and took a sip of water from the bottle he had brought with him, leaving Liam some room to process. Liam already had the idea, but said nothing, kept looking at Michael, telling him to continue.

Michael continued: "My editorial may be small, but with my years of experience and knowledge in publications and marketing, I have always done well. Science fiction novels, adventures and horror, although we only publish about a dozen novels each year, we still have a certain reputation in the industry. If you give me "Harry Potter and the philosopher's stone", I promise to put all the resources we have to promote your novel in the shortest possible time and help "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" to gain fame. With my help and under my guidance, your novel will be more likely to become the bestseller list. "

Michael left all his cards on the table, then quietly waited for Liam's decision.

After listening to Michael's tirade, Eric was still somewhat worried. Even if a small publisher puts all their resources, how much could that be?

His mind was still that of a middle-aged man, he had experienced a lot in his past life and had seen all sorts of people. So, of course, it would not be so bloody to change your mind with just a few words. However, there were two points that Michael mentioned that continued to hit his sensitive strings: in the shortest time possible, and, helping "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" build something of fame.

It does not matter if you are in your previous world or in your current one, fame has always been an intangible but incredibly useful asset. From Liam's point of view, the only obstacle to the implementation of his plan was his young age, which would prevent him from receiving the trust and support of others.

But with enough fame, this lack disappears. If a seventeen-year-old high school graduate student became a film director, people would laugh scornfully. But if a talented seventeen-year-old writer becomes one, the results would definitely not be the same. Sure, there would still be criticism, but there would also be some who would think in the following way: Damn, that genius child is pretty fierce.

Liam said: "I have to admit, Michael, you moved me a little bit there, but these are just promises, I still do not know anything about your publisher."

"It's very easy to change that," Michael said calmly: "One of the authors that my publisher is in charge of became the New York Times' best-selling list. He ranked 18th. cinematographic "World", I buy the rights to make a film about the novel ".
(Note: World will be one of the film companies in this world, so do not forget.)

Liam did not doubt Michael's words, that kind of thing could be easily seen. He said: "So, when did we start talking about this cooperation?"

Michael was stunned for a second before stuttering: "E-you, do you agree?"

"Yes," Liam nodded and smiled, "To be honest, I can not wait for my novel to reach the shelves."

"Okay, how about after the coffee? We can have dinner at the restaurant where you work." Michael pointed to the entrance of the restaurant, where the guests went out and entered the restaurant.

When a young, playboy, aspiring film director, reincarnates in a universe parallel to his. Almost all the people who were hollywood stars in their previous universe, in this universe are aspiring stars. know all the talents of these aspirants.

The songs, movies, novels, literature, it's different do not know Cinderella, nor the avengers, this is her trick, she can use all the artistic culture of her previous universe.

Follow Liam, to see how he gets fame, money, women and becomes a hollywood god. In this new universe. And he has a system.
________________________________

Publishing speed: I will try to publish every day from 1 to 2 chapters per day.


Happy Birthday, mommy. 
This one's for you.

With all my love,
Agatha
What happens when a non-fiction writer meets Mr. Fiction himself? The one person who will show her the other side of the world, a place that defies all her rules, where reality and fantasy collide, solving the mystery of her past. The one person she couldn't remember becomes the man she can't live without.
Julie St. Matthews is a New York Times bestseller. She collects people's experiences and turns them into words in her books.
She believes fairy tales and myths are meant for children; none of them are real. At least not to her knowledge that is, until she found a mysterious love letter in the attic one day signed with,
"Love, Mr. Fiction". 
The man who was the epitome of all things she never believed. 
Before she knew it, she was dancing with him in the dark; moving in a way that she never knew was possible. Slowly but surely, she let herself get pulled into the other side by the enchanting stranger.

John worked for the state of California right out of college for seven years. During that time he saw many disgusting and unspeakable things that depicted the worst of humanity but nothing haunted him more than the thought of what his old neighbor had gone through. 
He got the answer to his question. The kids he worked with had all sorts of behavior issues and psychological disorders as a result of what they went through. Sometimes their foster/adoptive parents were able to help them work through it. Sometimes they were not. 
Hopefully the relative Hazel ended up with was the kind of caretaker who wouldn't give up on her and gave her the resources she needed to become a happy, healthy person despite her trauma. John wondered about that all the time. 
It was seeing a similar case that finally made him break down and quit, taking some time off before finding a new job to write that book. He had enough savings to help him get by at the time. 
That case involved a little boy who watched his father strangle his mother to death in a drunken rage. He was still begging her to wake up when the police arrived to handle a noise complaint from the neighbors. 
That was the straw that broke the camel's back. He knew he couldn't work with traumatized kids anymore after that. 
John's coworkers had all warned him about burnout—most social workers didn't stay with a specific job for more than five years. Maybe this time he could work in a hospital. Sick people had to be less distressing than traumatized children, right? 
The book's sales had flown through the roof. To his astonishment, it ended up on the New York Times bestseller list a month after hitting the shelves. 
Everybody wanted to know about the Bay Area Blade. He was said to be one of the most prolific serial killers in America's history. John's book was the first of its kind but surely wouldn't be the last. 
But because he was considered to be the utmost authority on the Blade, the network behind that serial killer docuseries decided to do an episode on Charles Thornton and use him as a consultant. They originally weren't going to do it because there wasn't enough information about his past. 
He hadn't made huge waves outside of the Bay Area and a few neighboring parts of California. Most people in the country didn't even know about him until the book came out. 
Some people had already criticized him for making an unknown murderer famous. That wasn't John's intention at all! And he had been sure to spend an entire chapter honoring each of the victims so people would know who they were too. 
The book had sparked a lot more controversy than he thought it would. People wrote books on serial killers and other famous criminals all the time. Was it because he hadn't waited long enough after the crimes? 
It had been about twenty years since Thornton was caught. The first book on the still-unidentified self-proclaimed Zodiac killer came out during the 1980s and those crimes were committed in the 60s and 70s. 
Then again, the first book about Ted Bundy was published only five years after his arrest. Maybe people thought he waited too long and was unnecessarily pushing a twisted mind long forgotten back into the limelight. 
There was no winning with some people. But hey, it was highly popular with true crime enthusiasts. One of the producers for the docuseries said he had done such a good job with it that he should write more books like it about different killers. 
John wasn't sure he ever wanted to go through the experience of talking to someone like the Blade ever again. It still haunted him. Perhaps it always would. 
Besides, he wasn't a profiler or anything. He was a social worker who happened to have a somewhat personal connection to this case. He never would have written anything like this if he hadn't had a vested interest. 
He had wanted people to understand the long-term effects such a person could have on a community long after they were gone. He spent a long time coming up with a title that fit that sentiment. Eventually he settled on The Mark of a Blade. 
The first chapter of the book focused on the after effects he and other people he interviewed in neighborhoods where the Blade had struck experienced. A few relatives of the victims had allowed him to interview them as well though most of the people he tracked down hadn't wanted to be disturbed and told him to shove off (or even less pleasant terms). 
Those interviews had helped make up the second chapter, which focused on highlighting the victims. From there he had segued into why the victims were chosen. The third chapter began Thornton's personal history. 
John had been itching to interview Hazel—the only surviving victim—but he had ultimately decided to respect her privacy. Because he hadn't been able to get her permission to use her name, privacy laws dictated he wasn't allowed to put it in the book as the only survivor.
He had talked about her, of course. The Dixon family's murder was the only one that broke pattern. But his editor had advised him to use the stand-in name "Mary" because of how common it was and mention that the true name had been withheld to protect her privacy. 
Hazel was actually mentioned more than once. When he talked about how his neighborhood had been affected, as the daughter of two of the victims, and later on during the prison interview portion. 
If Charles Thornton was to be believed…it was highly likely his son was dead. Otherwise Hazel would have been killed already. She was only a few weeks away from her twenty-fifth birthday and Billy supposedly wanted to kill her when he grew up. 
He would be in his late twenties by now. Wouldn't he have done it already? Nathan had found her easily enough; an obsessed stalker could too. 
That rationale had been the primary reason John hadn't warned her. There was no point in stressing Hazel out if nothing bad was going to happen. He didn't want her to be burdened unnecessarily, especially as a newlywed.

“I’ll marry anyone who will take me!” Hazel declared loudly. “I don’t need love!”

“Get down!” Will hissed. “You don’t know what kind of people are lurking around in here! Talking like that might get you killed!”

==

Hazel Dixon thought she was putting her troubled past behind her. But when the person she thought she trusted most betrays her, she loses her head and proposes to an entire bar full of strangers. 

Enter Will Sheffield, a charming stranger who decides to take her up on her offer to save her from herself. 

He spoils her rotten without expecting anything in return and Hazel's confusion only grows. She doesn't know why he is acting this way. Or why he reminds her so much of the 'dangerous' childhood friend she thought was gone forever...

*Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

new york bestseller list novel

new york new york

ESOTERA COURT (Dawn)

The Extraordinary Z

Shadowhunter The Mortal Instruments

Hollywood Lord

Copycat

The Paranormal 80’s

Liam Baltimore: Alternative Universe (System)

ERASED BOOK 8

Hazel in the Demon's Den

People search new york bestseller list also like: