After George is hit with a tragedy he completely isolates himself from the people closest to him. A few years later, he runs into 2 old friends who will help him through mourning and bring him back to his happy old self... if they can. tw: suicide, self harm 4/12/22 - #1 dreamnotfound 4/23/22 - #1 george 10/23/22 - #1 dream 6/10/22- 10k !! 12/25/22- 20k !! 11/11/23- 30k!!! 8/15/25- 40k!! THANK U GUYS SO MUCH ILYSM <33

The woman's hand, decorated with rings, was squeezing the sides of her throat; the gun stuffed in the blondes mouth. Breathy whimpers slipping past her lips, and mascara dripping down her puffy, red cheeks. Renata tittered, her haughty tugging the corner of her plump lips, their eyes staying on each other. Her scent only made the dangerous woman more attracted to this beauty; her sweet and soft perfume lingered around her. The hand on the blondes throat was removed, and instead, caressing her soft, wavy blonde, putting it against her nose and sniffing. Renata's eyes closed in delight, the thick smell of pomegranate and roses gave her a soft tingle. Magnolia sobbed harder, trying to wiggle her way out of the situation. She whined once her hands were clasped together and held above her head. "Shh, my sweet flower, we don't want to attract attention now, do we?" The woman spoke finally, her lips brushing against Magnolia's ear. Immediately, Renata moved the gun from her mouth and wiped it on her jacket, stuffing it back in her waistband. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," she whispered, placing a lingering kiss on her neck. "though I can bite sometimes, and you my flower, are very tempting." 𑁍 Magnolia Tress - the blonde works at the most popular strip club in New York; a nervous, traumatised young woman on the run from her past which continues to haunt her 6 years later. As much as she tries to forget her roots and overcome the trauma, she's suddenly faced to it when the Big Boss pays a visit to America. Renata Abbott - highly feared woman for good reasons. Powerful, dangerous woman who would slay someone without a word to spare. She figured two things would happen when returning to New York: checking on legal businesses and checking on her illegal ones. What she did not expect was to discover a rat within her Mafia, and to become obsessed over a young, short blonde. HIGHEST RANKINGS #7 - interracial 10/2/2025 #39 - lesbian 11/2/2025

Lucifer and Alastor catch feelings as they work through their issues. How will they navigate this new relationship? CW: Smut, Depression, Homophobia. In this AU, Alastor is gay and Lucifer is pansexual (which IS cannon!). This is my first fanfic, so please be nice! The cover is made by me, but the characters belong to Vivsiepop. ~ enjoy :)

(WARNING!!) This is a story about a boy working as a waiter in a restaurant and everyday/sometimes the man keeps visiting the restaurant. This story isn't just a BL story. it's based on a fantasy horror. [Inspired by stranger things] (THIS STORY CONTAINS Gore, sex, language, weapons, smoking, SA) Enjoy [Only 18+!] Please Read This!

This story is discontinued This is a soulmate story where your soulmates body count (the number of people they have murdered) appears as a tattoo on your hand back. When they meet there's a gut feeling that tells them and they instantly know.

They're everything the other is not... but can't stop thinking about Jordan Quinn has never been one to play by the rules. With her electric blue hair, unapologetic confidence, and a string of boys left wondering what hit them, she's built a life of freedom and defiance. Jordan doesn't believe in love. She's seen too many girls lose themselves for it, and she's not about to let anyone tie her down. Jaxon Carter, on the other hand, has spent his whole life chasing the perfect version of it. Loyal to his high school sweetheart and admired by everyone, Jaxon is the golden boy with the golden future. But beneath the perfect image lies a deep fear of betrayal, shaped by the cracks in his own family. They live in the same small town, walk the same school hallways, and yet, they've never truly crossed paths. Until one night changes everything. Neither of them is looking for more, but sometimes the heart doesn't play by the rules. As their worlds begin to blur, one question haunts them both: What if?

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

They waited another minute before Hermione's hair stopped changing and she blinked a few times before looking around. She firstly spotted Draco, and grinned. "Oh boy," Draco whispered. Hermione just continued to grin at him before she plopped down right in his lap with her arms around his neck. I own nothing but the plotline. Characters being to J.K. Rowling.

*Spinoff/Sequel of Lab Partners (Recommended you read Lab Partners first but not required.)* "You know, you shouldn't smoke those things," I spoke softly, referring to the cigarette perched between his teeth. The pale light of the moon made his skin glow like an ethereal light, while his black hair shone like pure obsidian. "And why not?" he asked tiredly, letting the poisonous smoke escape his lips as he looked up at the stars. "They'll kill you," I said honestly, finally looking away from him to peer up at the brilliant night sky. He took the opportunity to turn his stunningly blue gaze back to me. He studied me lazily for a few minutes before asking, "And what if I want to die?" I looked down, straight into his eyes, and asked, "What if I don't want you to?" *This is a bxb book. If you don't like it, don't read it. There is also a trigger warning.* *Cover by @Grand_* *Started 02/14/18* *Finished 04/21/20* *Number of reads on day marked complete: 566k*

{A Family of Favors book 1} Harry always felt like families were just a fickle idea, so when Malfoy wanted to become a famous musician Harry was fine with raising their son alone. A son that 8 years later Draco still didn't know existed. What happens when Malfoy comes to town hoping to rekindle the fire of lost love? Will Harry stop him? Can he stop himself from falling so hard- again?