dream x reader!! "shit that's the boss of the most dangerous gang" she mutters under her breath there's smut🙄 AYO #1 in xreader WTF #1 in minecraft WTF #1 in dreamteam WTF #1 in live WTF #1 in twitch WTF. #2 in dreamxreader #2 in dreamwastakenxreader #3 in dreamwastaken #3 in dream

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED

Sequel to Player Next Door. Millie Ripley is in too deep. Her relationship with the Dawson brothers is creating waves, a mystery blackmailer is out to ruin her life and... she's still trying to make it through high school. What happened to being invisible? (c) copyright 2020 All Rights Reserved. Stay chill, N

Millie Ripley has only ever known one player next door. Luke Dawson. But with only a couple months left before he graduates and a blackmailer on the loose, will their love story stand the test of time? And will they both need to grow up to face the truth?

[#1 Teen Fiction | #1 in Romance] Bad boy Luke Dawson is stuck living with clumsy nobody Millie Ripley for the summer. When she ran over his most prized possession, her world changed. She had to pay him back for every dime of damages, and the favors he called in weren't just about money. She had to pay him back, and everyone knows how payback is a... This is a love story. Hot boys like Luke Dawson never pay attention to nobodies like Millie. But here they were, two kids from opposite ends of the chain, set to turn the whole hierarchy upside down. Because no one can stop attraction. When opposite attract, the spontaneous reaction can be a combustion or a downright explosion. With Luke, my money's on the explosion. We're talking public humiliation, roller-coaster emotions, drama among cliques, prissy sisters, crazy mothers and a whole lot of hotness from resident bad boy and neighbor, Luke Dawson. And FYI, (c) copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved. Stay chill, N

In which Alice interrupts her roommate's stream and gets herself pulled into the world of Minecraft Youtubers. • "Dude! You're in here talking about Greeks instead of answering your phone?!" "...I'm kinda in a war right now, destroying the government and all..." "Oh..well I brought the pineapple." "The pineapple can wait, I'm causing anarchy." • TOP RANKS RECEIVED #1 in WilburSoot #1 in Wilbur #1 in Corpse #1 in Nihachu #1 in Tubbo #1 in Jacksepticeye #1 in minecraftyoutuber #1 in Quackity #2 in Minecraft #3 in dreamsmp #5 in Dream

"HAHA FUCK YOU" she yelled as she's just won the game best friends? no sorry your honour she has a crush on this man. 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘳𝘹𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 started: 15/01/2021 finished:10/03/2021 ranks! #2 in corpsefanfic <3 #10 in corpse :) #3 in gamer girl 🤍

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

You don't know who you are, everything that you used to know about yourself is gone. Yet there is one person in this world that knows you the most but he is trapped in a prison. So you do the only thing you can think of to get him to talk, you make a deal.