☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎ "Faye it is time for your suffering to come to an end" ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎ Faye Harper lost herself. That's what people said. For being the cheer captain, class favourite and prom queen she really disappeared after graduation. So much potential, wasted. That's what they all said. Truthfully, Faye's life had been a lie. She'd worked her way to the top, a game of survival. It wasn't who she wanted to be, it wasn't who she believed she was. Her life was anything but perfect. After her father left her older brother Robert thought it his duty to run the house. His anger and spite left Faye hiding in her room, patterned in bruises. Faye's uncle was her only hope, the way out of the house that had become hell for her. She thought the job would be a temporary solution. Sat behind a bar serving drunks and shunting away those thinking their faces don't scream of youth. Yet it wasn't the time away from her family or the distraction from the chaos that made her new occupation all the more interesting. In fact her shining optimism came in the form of the pubs live music. A band, a rock band. With a guitarist who seemed determined to solve the mystery of what happened to the notorious Faye Harper. ☄︎ ☄︎ ☄︎

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄 ᴏꜰ ᴇʟ ᴘᴀꜱᴏ, ᴛᴇxᴀꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴡᴋɪɴꜱ, ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴᴀ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴇɴɪᴏʀ ɪɴ ʜɪɢʜꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟʟʏᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜʀꜱᴜᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴅᴏᴍ. ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ. ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴜɴꜱᴏɴ. 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍 ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴋɪᴅꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ꜱᴏ ᴡʜʏ ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴇᴅᴅɪᴇ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ʟᴇꜱꜱ, ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴅᴀᴄɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴇxɪꜱᴛ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴄʜ. DISCLAIMER: STRANGER THINGS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME ONLY MY OC'S THAT I MADE. ALL OTHER CREDS GO TO THE DUFFER BROTHERS.

"𝐶𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡, 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑢𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛' 𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑆𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡." In which the girl with powers to manipulate and conjure fire falls for the freak. Trope: she fell first but he fell harder DISCLAIMER: I don't own stranger things. a/n: Billy was nice before died under editing

After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted

When Elaine Swan's father calls her back to Forks, Washington in desperate need of help, who was she to refuse? Her father rarely called, let alone asked for anything. She didn't realize what she would be coming into once arriving. Who knew that while trying to help her sister through a horrible breakup would she find the love of her life as well in a hot headed wolf. --- Am cross-posting on Ao3. Twilight Fanfiction. Finished.

Marauders x oc (poly) In 6th year on Halloween night each student stands in front of the Great Hall and allows 3 droplets of blood to fall into a potion. That potion once poured onto a piece of parchment shows the person's soulmate. The marauders all 6th year Gryffindors, are to find their soulmates on October 31st, one of them hoping for a beautiful red head, the others hoping for the person they get to accept them for who they are. But none of them were expecting to all get Amara Emerys Amara Emerys a 5th year purblood Slytherin, descendent of Merlin himself, Best friend of Regulus Black and the victim of the marauders bullying.

Octavia Winchester looked up to her older brothers, which resulted in her growing up to be just like them. They are the Winchester's, they are fighters; always will be. She is dangerous and unpredictable but overall, she is kind-hearted. Although, if she wanted to, she could destroy someone with the slip of a wrist.

The Bad boy and the Good girl. Ideal couple, right? Think again. Andrea Parks Your typical seventeen year-old tomboy. Funny, Sarcastic and Awkward. She acts like a guy but looks nothing like a guy, however you shouldn't let her looks decieve you. She has a passion for music and a love for skateboarding. Her life was smooth-sailing until she met the one and only Zach Cowen. Zach Cowen Your typical Bad Boy. Motorcycle, looks, he had it all. He was the cocky guy who skipped class and didn't believe in love. He moved on from one girl to the next faster than the speed of light. He knows what he wants and when he wanted something there was no stopping him. He was the guy living next door. She didn't know who he was. He didn't know who she was. They both have a past and they both have secrets. But what will happen when long lost ex- boyfriends return, Alcohol gets involved, secrets are spilled and the devil inside of her is unveiled? He told her not to mess with him but she did it anyways. A/N this is my first book so please forgive me for any spelling mistakes and I really hope you love my book. Love you all. #17 TEEN FICTION 14/12/19 #11 ROMANCE 05/12/20 T.-xx

Vulnerability should never equate to weakness. Amy Wilson had always relied on her older brother to keep her from harm. Even when the dead began to rise, this had not changed. She was not a fighter. Amy couldn't handle a gun, couldn't function around blood and gore, and certainly couldn't live with herself after killing another being; whether they were dead or living. After her brother was killed at the hands of a man named Rick Grimes, she was finally forced to learn how to protect herself, how to fight, and to be brave. There was only one man capable of teaching this; a hunter, Daryl Dixon. Cold, quiet, private and strong, he had no time for weakness. That was, of course, until he met Amy. - First TWD Watty Award Winner - Featured in the Official The Walking Dead : Road to Survival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list - Featured in the Official Wattpad Fanfic "The Walking Dead" reading list - #8 in Buzzfeed's Official "19 Wildest Fanfics People Couldn't Stop Reading In 2015"