She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

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In a world where eighty percent of the population possesses an abnormality called a Quirk, the superhero occupation becomes a reality. The spotlight and main role is heavily sought out, but one girl prefers to play the supporting role instead. Rejecting the notion of becoming a "hero," she becomes the much needed support of one boy absorbed by his own complexes and insecurities.

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

"You were supposed to be a bath bomb!" "Well turns out its your lucky day, sweetheart, cause you just got something ten times better: me." ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ In which a bath bomb from Walmart turns out to be an over cocky, ridiculously hot, yet surprisingly clueless demigod. ©Kiki 2020© ➣High-key crackfic ➣Greek mythology ➣Romance HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in JUNGKOOK #1 in KPOP #1 in BTS #2 in FANFICTION **Started: January 14, 2020** **Ended: May 7, 2020**

◾ Cover Credit: Playboyforkatsuki ♡ ◾Art Credit: Lightning Strikes ◾ I do not own My Hero Academia ◾ or this fantasy AU ◾ Characters belong to Horikoshi You, a young hunter, leaves her home to go on a quest to save her village from the tradegy of war. But what happens when she's given false directions and runs into a hot headed Bakugou, who speaks a completely different language? ❤ General Romance 🖤 Mature (Violent Themes) 💛 Lemon 💖 FemReader

❝ and so i loved you like the moon loved the sea; but sadly your heart never came to me. ❞ ✺✺✺ wherein a girl falls in love with her best friend, park jimin, who does not love her back. [a pjm short story ©springbts 2018] || highest ranking: #396 in Fanfiction || cover by my bby @YOONGBERRY ♡ {#kficsawards, FuchsiaAwards2018, #HTSAwards & #HerAwards2018}

❝i've never experienced such happiness due to a person that doesn't exist.❞ [ #2 in random on 10/3/17 ] [ completed on 3/8/17 , thank you for 1 million ♡ ]

"I think your fighting style is sloppy and predictable." Was the first thing you had ever said to him. What did you know about fighting anyway? He was Bakugou Katsuki! And you were some exchange student. However, this exchange student harbors a secret to her past that even Bakugou would be wary of. Though, some annoying feelings in the back of his mind told him it was more then his competitive personality that was driving him towards you each day.