~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. _______ Disclaimer : All credits of writing this go to Littleluxray, the original one can be found on archive of our own! Credits to art/book cover also goes to Rheatan which can be found on Deviantart As said I do not own this story, I just wanted to share it :>

"Can you hand me my water, sugar?" he asks with a huge stupid smile plastered across his face. I stutter out "D-don't you have legs?" I'm having trouble with my words due to his attractiveness. "Well, duh. But what fun would it be to use them when I could have you get it for me, sugar." he smirks. "Do not call me sugar. It's creepy." I say indignantly. "What do you suggest I call you. Since you seem to act like you know it all." he says, looking at me expectantly. "What? You're not making any sense, I literally just got here, I'm not acting like anything." "Yeah, okay, whatever, what do you want me to call you?" he says flatly. I sigh. "How about Alice. My name." I say. "Oh my god! Like Alice In Wonderland!" He says -a little too enthusiastically- as he jumps up from the couch, looking like he just discovered something amazing. "No. Don't call me that." "Why, does it bug you?" "Yeah, actually it does." "In that case, it's nice to meet you, Alice In Wonderland." he reaches his hand out for me to shake it, with a smug look on his face. I place my hand on my hip. "Okay, maybe I need to break it down for you, It's Al-ice" I say, treating him like he's a 3 year old, which so far, is where I'm pretty sure his brain stopped learning. "Well, Al-ice, It's nice to meet you." Alice Thompson moves to a new college campus with her best friend Acacia. But will an unexpected mess up in the roommates Alice finds herself battling the boy shes cooped up with. What will happen as they grow closer. Maybe in the end things are more tempting than we think.