"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

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ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ|❝ɪ ꜰᴇʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ, ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ.❞ - ➼ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ'ꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʀʟ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ. ꜱᴛᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴᴇᴡ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴛʀɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ, ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ⌊ 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⌋ - ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 1- ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 2- ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 3- ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ

seriously - can spencer rebecca banner ever catch a break?

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

"Are you going to jump off the bridge now or not?" "Are you going to stop me if I said yes?" "Of course not," "Then, what would you do?" "Probably count you off," "Wow," "Do you want me to count?" "No," "Why not?" "Because I'm not going to jump off the flippin' bridge!" *** Joshua Goldmann was seemingly the perfect boy of the perfect small town, Willowcreeks. Even so, he found himself on the edge of an abandoned bridge on one fateful night. It was supposed to be the end, not the beginning

Yuzuru Hanyu settles into Toronto and meets an interesting neighbour. She's mysterious, and nobody knows much about her. But when they meet at the rink, he knows that they are destined to meet.

I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.

ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴛ [ᴄᴏ·ᴠᴇʀᴛ] ᴀᴅᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ 1. ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ; sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ; ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇᴅ 2. ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ; sʜᴇʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ (Y/N) (L/N) was always curious about her parents' job. Oftentimes, she went with them when she was younger. Then one day, her parents got a call and left their house without a word. (Y/N) did what many young kids her age would most likely never do: she set off after them. Little did she know that that one decision would impact her for years to come. Now, years later, (Y/N) is leading the life her young self began for her. The world calls her Covert. Not as a name, but to describe her. Nobody knew who Covert was except for a select few of people. Her parents and the Avengers... oh, and Ned knows too. [This is a reader insert story with the Avengers, just without the romance part. This is simply a story of you and your life with the Avengers. Enjoy!] [All characters belong to Marvel, not me]