|Completed| A long time ago in Berk your parents sadly pass away. But leave it to one boy to try to make you smile. When a plan goes wrong will your relationship with Hiccup crumble due to the new addition? Read to find out! Older Hiccup is used.

haphephobia[haf′ē-fō′bē-ă] Definition: The rare fear of being touched. Wesley has haphephobia, a fear of touching. He is marked by a past that has made him terrified of something as simple as that. "Please don't touch me." "Why, I just can't keep my hands off of you." What would happen when he meets Violet Grey, a bold, but interestingly odd girl who just can't seem to get enough of him.

He carelessly stepped over the now dead body and further into the alley, enough that the dim lightbulb above us showed his face. It would be a shame to kill a man before even seeing what he looked like. My eyes widened ever so slightly. Especially if his face looked like that. "I really did, but I'm sorry to inform you that you just did all of that work for nothing," he stated, his voice calm given the situation he just walked in on. I cocked up an eyebrow as he stopped about 8 feet from me. "Did I now?" He gave me a single nod. "Unfortunately, whatever is in that briefcase belongs to m-" I drew my hand back and threw my knife directly towards his chest. ~~~ When Lexi Malor's mother died, she and her brother had no idea what their lives would be like living within the custody of their father. How could they, they had never met him? Lexi often wondered what her father did, but she never expected to be the daughter of a crime Lord. She never expected to be thrown into his work against her will, and she never expected to have to pay her keep. Since she was the only girl her father had within her group, she would often go on jobs to get information. She would do whatever she had to to get it. Over, and over again. Of course, she couldn't refuse to do it. Her father was only keeping her around because she was useful. She soon accepted it to be her life, she never thought of treason, she never even imagined it. All she wanted to do, was stay alive. No matter what, she would stay alive no matter who tried to get in her way.

Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what, you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally we call ourselves werewolves." "Were...wolves?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by you're reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes bulged. "I've never even seen a wolf until today. I think I'd know if I was part wolf." I countered. "I'd think so as well, but we can figure that out later I'm just happy that I found you." "Why?" His lips quirked up. "Because Lydia, you and I are mates, and I've been looking for you for a very long time," he said, with a grin that showed off his ridiculously sharp canines. My body seemed to shiver at the very word itself, despite my confusion that just seemed to keep growing. "Mates? Like buds? Friends? Chummy chum pals?" I think my desperation for some common sense was becoming a little too evident. His smooth chuckle filled the room. "Not quite." Is all he said "Then what?" I was surprised to see him actually reach a hand through the bars towards me. "Come here and let me show you."

ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got purchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wrong. What I found was something much different. Something that I didn't even know I was looking for let alone wanted. What I found was a new beginning. A new beginning with the one I cared most for. ~~~ Cover by: @aculeasis

She in her inner world in an outside world.

𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 - "𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎"

INFJ is one of the 16 Myers-Briggs Personality types. INFJs are known for being the rarest and the most complicated, but there's more to it. In this book, brought to you by another INFJ, I will be discussing all the things you should know about the type. Considering that I'm not a professional writer myself, it will be written in a way that is easily understandable, as it will be explained the best way I can.

You heard about the whole INFJ'mind is a labyrinth? Well, they're wrong. My mind most of the time is in complete whirlwind and chaos with a corny jokes playing at the corner my mind through speaker. Trying to make sense of all the things happened and keeping myself sane the same time, I'm living. It's not like everyday is dark and blue but you can say that rainbows and flowers in my life still caught me off guard and grateful for even small things. This is where I'll post my nonsense but real thoughts I guess.

Everything about the INFJ (Or is it just me?)