The Lost Boys fanfiction by BloodyWritingPen A bleak out look meets vampires, a girl and her family move to Santa Clara lets just see what happens with the world of supernatural beings that walk the night. The Emerson bunch are new to Cali, specifically Santa Carla a city where the blood drinkers walk. A city where some people want to be and where some people just want to leave... . Now on AO3, Reader and OC POV avail...

FINISHED AND COMPLEATED. A peculiar young psychologist meets four enigmatic bikers with eyes too old for their faces. She listens when others scream. They circle when others run. There's something about her calm that unsettles them-and something about their hunger that doesn't shake her in the slightest. As sessions bleed into obsession, what starts as fascination unfurls into something darker: a study in appetite, violence, and the intimacy of confession. She offers them questions. They offer her their pasts. And somewhere in the echo between mind and monster... someone is losing control. In a game of predators and patients-who's really doing the hunting?

Neverland Ranch, former home of pop sensation Michael Jackson, was finally becoming a historical landmark like Elvis Presley's Graceland. For fans to come visit! Myla Moore is hired to begin working on the house to help get it ready for public viewing. The grand opening was to come on Michael's birthday. Myla has to work long hours to get everything ready for the Jackson's. Myla feels she is not alone on the grounds of Neverland. Is she right?! • An MJ fanfiction! • 18+Up!!

In the summer of 2026, the world is buzzing with the release of the Michael Jackson biopic. For twenty-two-year-old Xiomara Vega, the theater is a sanctuary, a place to lose herself in the music of the man she's spent her whole life admiring from afar. But as the silver screen fades to black and the hum of the theater lulls her into an exhausted sleep, the world shifts. Xiomara doesn't wake up in a plush cinema seat. She wakes up on a cold park bench in 1984, greeted by the sound of a police officer's baton and a world without smartphones, Uber, or the internet. Trapped in the neon-soaked peak of the Thriller era, Xiomara is a ghost from a future that hasn't happened yet. To survive, she secures a job at the periphery of the King of Pop's whirlwind life. She knows every headline before it breaks, every secret before it's whispered, and every heartache before it strikes. She's determined to keep her head down and find a way home, until she meets him. Michael is lonely, shielded by fame, and searching for someone who sees the man behind the sequined glove. In Xiomara's "futuristic" spirit and mysterious origins, he finds a soul he can't explain. But as the timeline begins to blur and the pull of 2026 grows stronger, Xiomara must decide: do you save the man you love from the future you already know? Or do you risk disappearing forever? The studio was quiet, the smell of old mahogany and expensive cologne hanging in the air as he reached out, his fingers barely brushing her wrist, his voice a soft, desperate anchor in the dark. "Mara, stay... with me... stay here."

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

[ 𝗔𝗧𝗟𝗔 ] ✶ El encuentro de uno más de nosotros es casi legendario. Pero, por qué mi corazón siente que traiciono a mi pueblo perdido cada vez que veo esos ojos de un matiz tan dulce como el ámbar. ⓘ OBRA COMPLETAMENTE ORIGINAL. Ninguno de los personajes son de mi propiedad (a excepción de Aelira), más la trama y la historia es 100% original y de mi autoridad. 𝗡͟𝗢 se permiten adaptaciones de la historia. De ningún tipo.

Ezrie texts random numbers for fun, so what happens when one of those random numbers turns out to be Billie Eilish.

"A boy in a jeep? What boy in a jeep? There's no boy or jeep." "Are you done? Because the non-existent boy with the non-existent jeep is waiting for you downstairs in our very existent house." ______________________________ All rights go to Teen Wolf. I only own Aspen Rhyse and her story.

An over active teenage boy named Stiles, has always felt left out from his "pack". He was the only human. The keyword being was. Stiles was bit by a rogue alpha. But something happened. Something different. I do NOT own any of the characters besides a couple made-up ones. This is a Teen Wolf story. Also a Sterek story. I hope you enjoy. Ps, if there are any mistakes or words out of place, please tell me. I'm doing this all on my phone so there are bound to be mistakes.

❝ who says it was the wolf you were supposed to fear? ❞ in which two dark lovers find each other again in beacon hills after many years of being separated. [BETWEEN S4 & S5] [AU] [VOID STILES X OC] [COMPLETED] [COVER BY @kxxdia]