In which Emery Paxton's life takes an unexpected turn when financial struggles lead his family to rent out a spare room in their house. To Emery's surprise, the boy he has been at rivalry with since middle school shows up at their door. Forced to coexist under one roof, Emery and his unexpected housemate find their animosity giving way to a deeper and more complex connection after circumstances force them to share a bed. *** 7/12/24 - present

Jake Miller and Alex Moody have been in an unspoken rivalry since middle school --popularity and talent driving one away from the other. But being locked up in the school's equipment room with a drunk-as-hell rival can make things a little complicated in their relationship. One struggles to contain his feelings. While the other struggles to accept it. But in the end, this is their struggle to embrace it. ************************************************************************************************ Started : Apr 26th, 2019 Completed :

"My body, is a beautiful artwork of scars." Welcome to ℑ𝔫𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔬, a school owned by the Italian Mafia. A school where only the strong lives, and the weak dies. In other words. Welcome to... 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕

//If you're reading this anywhere that is not w a t t p a d, you're reading a work stolen from me and posted elsewhere.// There is one rule the entire world follows after the Great Nature Apocalypse and that is that every person needs to wear a Paper Bag over their heads. This is to ensure the polluted air that is found to turn humans into frogs once the air hits their faces is prevented, and the material used to make paper bags is the only thing stopping that effect. But one man, Haru, always thought that that rule is stupid and had no basis, only a tale of caution told from one generation to the next. Deciding to prove that was the case, he walks out into the outside world out of the comfort of the underground bunker and took off his Paper Bag. What he finds out through this elicits a strange journey with his three other close friends (and a nuisance) in finding the origin of this 'fact', specifically, who started this entire rule. [Cover made entirely from CANVA]

//If you're reading this anywhere that is not w a t t p a d, you're reading a work stolen from me and posted elsewhere.// Capella Elo never thought she would be sorted into Maintenance by Eldora's government. Tasked at taking care the heart of the city's beating mechanical heart, Machina; instead of being prideful of being able to work in the most elite working fields in her nation, she dreads of messing up. And her fears come true when the key to Machina is stolen and she is pinned as the culprit. Having no choice but to seek refuge with her twin brother, Ares, in Underground City Central of Europium, Eldora's enemy nation, truth begins to unravel on the real culprit of the stolen key. Along the way, she stumbles into Eldora's dark secrets and hidden operations that will shake everything she's ever known about the world she lived in.

Skylar Rowan is a kind, beautiful and smart sixteen-year-old that just wants to graduate high school, go to a good college and have a successful life. When an opportunity presents her a chance to go to the best high school in the state she has to take it. Mountain Brook Preparatory Academy is filled with high-class teenagers who have been given everything they ever want, which is the exact opposite of Skylars life. When Skylar runs into Luca Reid, the popular, bad boy, quarterback of MBPA, she is thrown into the world of the high class, private school world. ***

[18+ only, Mature Content] "Stop looking for a fight, angel, before I handcuff you to this bed and leave you here." "I'd scream," I warned him. "That would add the story of us f*cking." I held myself back from taking his gun and shooting him and gave him a fake smile. "I really dislike you." "It didn't stop you from moaning." * MALIA has one job. Follow the assassin called GHOST, find out who Sinners are, uncovering their plan. It was a simple order. But late nights, fights and the tension only lead to feelings and a desire that should be forbidden. Involves gangs, drugs, murder and sex. ENTERED IN WATTYS2019 04/06/19 STEAM & SMOKE by NŸX©️copyright #1 FBIagent #1 projectbadboys #4 badboy #1 gang #1 boy

The Fae who's lost everything. and the Soldier with nothing left to lose. The Queen, freshly crowned in bloodshed and fear. and the Stranger on the run from a world that wants him dead. The Songbird at the head of a realm on the brink of war. and the Wolf who'll stop at nothing to protect his new home. ☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦☽✦ When a broken man stumbles across the border, no one expects him to survive the night. They believe he comes seeking to use them - as so many before him have. But the stranger comes with a world of hate at his heels. Robbed of the one piece of control he ever had, and the few people he loved. He doesn't come seeking refuge nor riches. But a dignified end. A request the war-weary fae have no doubts will be quickly complied with. Their Queen, newly crowned yet her reign has already been tarnished. A Queen who has already seen far too much bloodshed in a far too short life, is tired of it. Instead she makes the newcomer a proposition. A place among them. An offer Quinn willingly accepts. For the first time in longer than either of them can remember, they face a life of peace. Something neither of them had ever expected to live long enough to see. A novelty neither of them was prepared for. And side by side they make their way into a new world and its challenges. Two worlds that ought never to have collided, but in each other they find familiar scars, a chance to heal. But it was never meant to last. Their history haunts them every step of the way, and finally it catches up to them. Elodie must fight for the peace she has spent so long fostering, but it already seems to be a losing battle. Quinn must prove himself deserving of all that he has been given, but he faces the threat he has spent so long running from. A fight for their lives, their love. But it may already prove too late. For there are some wounds even time can't heal.