Hello, your worst nightmare speaking. How may I help you, Sir/Madame?

I bet you came here because you're reading either my story "Gotham Nocturne" or "The Ultimate Joke". Thanks for the support! Reviews are a plus, just to let you know. They make me write faster. ...I really mean that. :p

Alright let's get the basics over and done with, shall we?

Age: I'm happily 19, look 14...and attend college (and no...I'm not going to tell you where). I will, however, tell you that I'm an English Education major and would like to teach someday while I work on my bestseller novel! :3

Name: Call me Heart, HoF, or Amber works.

I'm also a female, le gasp, and I will honestly tell you I am a die-hard romantic, and am proud of it! I am also one of the few people who read the Twilight Series, liked it, but will not read it again. Once was alright and unless I'm bored and have nothing else to read (which is not likely to happen...I buy about 5 book a month, claiming that I'll read them one day) they'll not be read again.

My occupation, first and foremost is as a student. I currently am not employed and for as long as I can survive that way, it shall remain so. I don't mind working, seriously, it's alright, but I'm distracted enough...my school work doesn't need anymore hits. XD.

My inspiration is music (it is my muse), randomly reading bibliographical articles on the Batman comics (who other than me gets inspired from those?), and reading fanfiction, novels, or said Batman comics.

I'm happily crazy, and the asylum has vistor day every Thursday...I'd like some visitors. My doctors say it would help me. (That's a joke, just to make sure you all knew). I'm crazy in a good-sleep-deprived-because-I-like-staying-up-late-writing way.

STORIES CURRENTLY BEING WORKED ON:

THE ULTIMATE JOKE- Harley Quinn/Joker

He wanted puppets, but she embraced arson freedom and became her own puppeteer. Edward Nashton, meet Harleen Quinzel. One is an enigma obsessed with puzzles, the other a Queen of Spades. Who will break the other first? And what’s the Joker’s role in this?

GOTHAM NOCTURNE- Harley Quinn/Batman

It all began with the music of a November night; two hearts colliding silently, unexpectedly, powerfully. Batman/HarleyQuinn, Bruce/Harleen

CASCADING MELODY- Organization XIII story, about univsersal war and redemption. Co-authored with Kiss of the Breeze.

It wasn't right, something obviously wasn't keeping to the norm. There was awareness and there was life. Second chances, backward glances and all the threads unwind. :An Organization XIII fic:

Found here:http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3895138/1/Cascading_Melody
Under the penname Dusk and Dawn:http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1109891/Dusk_and_Dawn

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE: WANNA REVEAL SOME LIES?- Related to Nezzy Rat's story, "All the World's a Stage: Wanna hear a Joke". Co-authored with Nezzy Rat.

Powerful Criminal Family composed by four psychos is looking for Top Guards to watch over their personal army. They seem harmless, right? Think again. Seriously. Too late? Yes, too late. They're going to reveal some lies. :Related to Nezzy Rat's fanfics.:

(Not uploaded to the site yet)

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.