John leaves Sherlock to face the world on his own. It was either John die, or Sherlock and John die and so he made the decision and he pulled the trigger. Leading up to now. A/N: It will end happily though I swear!

Scarlett Johansson/Natasha Romanoff × Female! Reader Longggg breaks are taken by the author because she is lazy asf <3 She / her pronouns

Sᴏᴍᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ. Tʜɪs ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴsɪsᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ʙᴏɴᴅᴀɢᴇ, ᴋɴɪғᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴡᴀx ᴘʟᴀʏ, ɢ!ᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇᴘᴛs. Eᴀᴄʜ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ sᴛᴏʀʏ.

This is a FREE story with PAID bonus chapters. Lizzie and Parker couldn't be more opposite, except for their inability to sustain romantic relationships. They can't stand each other - but when they take on the challenge to date for thirty days to fix their horrible dating habits, the line between fake and real starts to blur... ***** Lizzie's relationships have never lasted a week. Parker's have never lasted more than two. But being dating disasters might be the only thing they have in common. Tired of their constant fighting, a mutual friend challenges them to date each other for thirty days. What they didn't expect was for the trial period to be so sweet. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Adam Budny

***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

"You fucked a mermaid?!" *Highest Ranks* 1- lesbianromance 5- gaystory 5- wattpadpride 10- girlxgirl

this is for my straight dudes my gay girls my bi friends and everything in between any suggestions drop in the comments

We don't accept homophobic people Love you for you (I take recommendations)

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP