She has a ring on her finger. He doesn't care. To prevent unwanted advances from horny jerks, Serena Lee's friend gave her a fake engagement ring. And it has worked like magic-until she encounters Shawn Choi, her overly possessive and controlling (but ridiculously sexy) ex, in a coffee shop. Despite the rock on her finger, Shawn relentlessly pursuits her. His goal-to get her in his bed and to put a ring of his own on that little finger. ***Preview of a contemporary romance novelette featuring insta-love and an over-the-top alpha male lead. FULL NOVELETTE AVAILABLE ON AMAZON AND SMASHWORDS FOR ONLY 99 CENTS*** Excerpt: He took her hand, frowning. "Is that an engagement ring?" She ripped her hand away from his, hoping the ring would work its guy-repelling magic. "Yes." "It's a lot smaller than the one I offered you." Oh, Jesus fucking Christ. "Size doesn't matter." "Oh, we both know that's not true." She bristled at his double entendre. "My fiance is waiting for me at home. He has a black belt." Amusement shone in his brown eyes. "Was that supposed to scare me?" Why wasn't he letting up? He was actually sliding closer to her body instead of farther away from her. "I have a fiance," she said. "And I'm supposed to care because...?" He lifted her chin, staring at her full lips, the lips he'd kissed at least hundreds of times that one summer.

Your whole life sucks. You just lost your job, you're single, and your roommate kinda sucks. On the day you lost your job you found yourself sitting on a swing, crying. No job meant no compensation, and no compensation meant no apartment payment and no food for a while. You sat on the swing crying alone until a creak of the chains was heard. You look up to see someone sitting next to you on the swing to your right, looking at you with pity. What happens when this small interaction causes something big to happen in the future. That stranger was no other than a guy named Peter, a shy handsome devil murderer and stalker who had a big obsession over you. Each day his desire to have you grows bigger and would do absolutely anything to have you all to himself. #1 trending on peteryourboyfriend 9/24/21 ⚠️Mentions of⚠️ Gore Blood Intense scenes Stalking Stockholm Syndrome Kinda slow updates 🙁 The song Paparazzi inspired me to make this This story won't include what happens in the game 😃 Also the pictures I use are not mine! I will also edit the story once I'm done with it completely CURRENTLY IN THE MIDST OF EDITING THE BOOK

[THIS GOT REWRITTEN] [QUICK NOTE: I took inspiration from Halloween (2007) {The Remake} , partly because this Michael seemed to talk more (at least when he was a kid). Plus the plot was a lot more interesting than the original (in my opinion please no hurt me). Keep in mind "Inspiration", the events won't be the same. ALSO, I KNOW the school meeting with Deborah and Loomis was on Halloween in the film but I changed it to a day before.] DESCRIPTION: (Y/n) (L/n); a bright and bubbly nine-year-old who lost her father in a car accident in Tucson, Arizona. Her bouncy personality shadowed into a shy but sweet one, her and her mother grieving over their loss. Both changed, they moved to Haddonfield a year later - (Y/n) meeting Michael Myers himself. At first the blonde-haired boy seemed friendly and fun to hang out with, but as Halloween loomed ominously around the corner, Michael began to grow creepy, clingy and colder - even growing possessive of (Y/n). After a slaughtering showdown, her mother took her out of town; moving away from the dangerous borough. You moved back into the old house fifteen years later - not living with your mother anymore. You were enjoying the single life, with its perks of being free and not held back, but soon things began to go wrong. Suddenly your mother turns up; being a stressful mess after the Halloween disaster. Memories flood back in the form of nightmares, something caresses your skin whilst you're sleeping, and dead things start showing up on your doorstep. Your mother grows clingier, you grow more frustrated and out of nowhere your old friend returns. Will he spare you? Or will you never breathe again?

I'm the type of person who don't like to read about stright things, so, why the hell not make a book about the new game that came out, idk if it's new. this is about Y/N meeting Your new Boyfriend! and it's going to be written weird, probably in (I looked over) that kind of thing, cause as I said, I'm new. also, this MAY have sin in it. it depends if I actually begin to like it. I hope you enjoy this, and if it gets atlease over a hundred vews I might continue, or I'll just continue cause I like it anyways, this contains; Blood, Gore, Sexual talk, Sex, Gayness, and self harm. if that is something you don't like... to bad, lol, don't bite my throat. Enjoy!

𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖸/𝗇 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅. 𝖳𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝖸/𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖧𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍. • • • 𝖳𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗂𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘣 𝘻𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺. 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘺𝘺 :)) 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘼 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘼 𝙁𝙇𝙐𝙁𝙁 𝙎𝙊 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙎 𝙐𝙋!! 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘴😩🏃‍♀️ Rankings; #1 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗆𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗑𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 #2 michael

Including: Violence,language ,kissing and other thing involved. (y/n) (l/n) was a different girl well she was a different human then the others "He was standing by the edge of the water Watching the water. He looked like he was about 6'1 and he weared wore out blue jeans and a tan holy shirt and a thin jacket.He had big boots on and he had a hockey mask on his face" If you don't like my book then don't read it. I don't want mean comments. I wrote it when I was 14 so don't dis on me it was my first book Authors note( for the people who are now reading this. I was a kid when I wrote it. So spelling and grammar is terrible. Also didn't know the difference between X oc and x reader please do not bash)

she was a girl that was never really noticed. A girl who had family problems. She ran away at the age of 20 and made her way to Illinois. She had a chance to start all over to be free. Until someone famous lays his eyes on her and wants her for him self. Could a killer love?

(THIS GOT REWRITTEN) [PLEASE NOTE: The cover is not usually blurry, I created this with PhotoShop and made it with 300 resolution and 1024x1600, so it SHOULD look pristine. Also, I'm basing this Jason (appearance-wise) on Part 3 Jason. This Jason Voorhees is played by Richard Brooker, who has BLUE eyes. I don't want anyone to correct me on eye colour because quite frankly it's rather annoying. Also, this doesn't mean I'm going to be using Part 3's storyline, just using the Jason<3 DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Friday the 13th, nor the Reader/main character and camp/lake involved. This is merely a fan-fiction. Ciao!] DESCRIPTION: (Y/n) (L/n) - a sixteen year old - grew up in a children's home, not knowing who her parents were or what happened to them. Instead, she goes through everyday life alone; getting name-called and picked on as her self-esteem withered away like an unwatered rose. Her only solace is sketching in a sketchbook with a signature written in it - the last thing left by her mother. The only two people who are actually nice to her are Anna and Lynda - a couple of women who work at the children's home. But what will happen when (Y/n) joins a group of teenagers, who plan to set off to Camp Crystal Lake? With the jovial Jon, condescending Courtney, cruel Kathy, spiteful Stephanie, crack-addict Cara, abusive Axel, lousy Luke and juvenile James, how will (Y/n) endure her trip to the camp? After gaining a secret admirer, losing her sketchbook and being scorned by the teens, she ends up being hunted - but not by the person you'd expect. Who will survive the oncoming slaughter?

Another summer, another camping season and another group of promiscuous teens and young adults. Nothing special, right? There wasn't anything special about it, ever. Campers came, they drank, had sex and they did lines over lines of drugs. They'd feel immortal for that night, for a few blissful hours before the infamous killer would make them feel his and his mothers wrath. But this summer was different, special even. This time a young women entered the camp with one more group of shameful juveniles, but was she one of them? Most certainly not.