She wanted to die. He wanted to live. ••• A hand grabbed onto my wrist, yanking me back just as the train rushed past, before I'd even had time to comprehend whether or not I'd carry out the action. I stumbled back into the person's chest, my heart jumping out as I swivelled around, startled to find myself staring into piercing dark brown eyes. "Were you going to jump?!" "No," I drawled out sarcastically, ignoring the intensity of his eyes as they bore into my own, "I just stand on the edge of train platforms at midnight because I feel like it." Seeing the stranger tense, I stepped away from the edge, feeling his hand let go of mine as I picked up my bag before moving to sit down on one of the platform benches. Letting out an evident sigh of relief, he sat down after tentative movements towards me, and I could feel his intense gaze raking across my features. His eyes never left me, I was sure of it, with every step both he and I had taken. "Are you okay?" He had asked warily, apparent apprehension in his deep voice while he spoke, "Do you want to talk about it?" "What's there to talk about?" I threw his question back at him, watching him study me for a few critical moments before his potent gaze switched to our surroundings. "I did just watch you nearly kill yourself; that might be a place to start?" ••• She didn't expect for a complete stranger to stop her milliseconds away from committing suicide. She didn't expect him to be so kindhearted and patient. He didn't expect to stop her from jumping in front of a train the first time they met. He didn't expect to find himself falling for the one girl he knew he shouldn't. [Word Count: 180,000 - 200,000]

A second collection of my poems. Hope you like them! ❤ Note: the chronological order is a bit messed up, because I tried to create a system where poems with similar topics follow each other. Sorry if that makes things confusing😅❤

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

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"Which one?" Fred asks leaning over me placing his hands by both sides of my head. I slowly back into the wall the back of my shirt riding up against the cold stone. Is this really happening? I knew I was going to have to tell them eventually, but I wasnt expecting to get confronted like this. George shoves him over his hand gently reaching forward brushing my cheek. He shakes his head his hand still resting on my chin, he looks so conflicted. "Which one?" He asks looking up and letting his hand fall. I try to swallow a lump in my throat my eyes flickering back and forth from each of their frowning faces, "Uh.." *CURRENTLY BEING RE-EDITED* (Also a reminder that not everything is going to be accurate to the Harry Potter series. Some things may be shifted to fit better with the plot of my story and things, like phones, are used even though they weren't in the series. Some spells and items may also be made up. Thank you for reading!) UPDATE AS OF DECEMBER 14TH 2020 I still plan on continuing Toxic for all the people concerned. I just have a lot going on currently with college, especially since it is finals time. I feel the need to focus on my schoolwork rather than the story at the moment for my own mental sanity haha. It's easy writing when you have freetime but when you also have multiple papers to do, studying, and more, you just need time to rest your mind. That is why I tried to do so many updates previously before I took a short break. Friday is my last day before Christmas Break so you all can expect updates after that, but until then I'm asking you all to be understanding.. This story is important to me but my future is as well. Thank you

a collection of excerpts that will make you understand the way you make me feel.

He who procures the entitlement of the Devil King has the fate of the humans within the palms of his mighty hand. Asmodeus, a devil with a human heart, is willing to kill the King and end the endless strife within the human society once and for all. However, things he was never meant to know slowly comes to light, as the truth of his existence slowly unfolds.... "Define Thy Reality"

These are words I couldn't speak. I wish I did. I wish I could've. But I didn't choose to not say them. I couldn't have said them. I couldn't have expressed my feelings.

(BOOK TWO OF THE ROSALIE POTTER SERIES! READ THE LITTLE FLOWER FIRST!) Something had happened during Rosalie's Forth year at Hogwarts. Something's she has kept secret, but it will all go spiralling out of control when her Fifth year starts.

Remus is a werewolf. Rosalie can't control her powers. They were both outcasts because of something they don't have control of. What happens when that brings them together? SEQUEL OUT NOW! Completed 08/03/20 Words before editing: 100,205 * on chapter names mean they have been edited!