Ryan Gray was your average 17 to 18-year-old boy , throughout Ryan Gray's life he has been mistreated and abused all because he has a disability that he cannot control and one day after nearly being killed by a group of boys from the orphanage Ryan ends up in a world that doesn't have a single human but has creatures that view him as something that needs help and put back together with a help of a new friends and family will Ryan Gray be able to have a happy life or well dark sinister pass coming haunt him.

The sequel to Our Angel of Salvation and a part of the Poppy Playtime Salvation universe. With the horrors of Playtime Co. behind them, Gabriel and his many kids are now navigating a new life together as a family.

A Remastered Story of Helluva Family. Jack had always been a pretty lonely guy. Ever since he was 6, he fended for himself in the living hell that was New York. He's now 21 and a mechanic for a small town business. Everything looks to be going well for him until he runs into a stranger, not knowing it will change his life forever. Join Jack as he watches his world get turned upside down and now faces new challenges in a whole new world... Hell I do not own any of the Hazbin Hotel or Helluva boss characters. (Also, all art in this book is drawn by me.)

With the summer holidays just beginning, Tyler Jason, an 18 year old boy, plans to make the most out of it. That is until the very next morning where he finds himself in a completely new world with no clue how he got there in the first place and no way of getting back home.

A one out of an infinitesimal chance and you just so happen to be at the right place and right time.

Part of the Poppy Playtime Salvation series. Have a question you're dying to ask? Come on down.

In which Yin and his growing menagerie of giant animal toys have to contend with questionable alliances and an omnipresent sadist. Note: read "That Violet Disciple" first if you haven't yet. Otherwise you're going to be lost. art by Marshall_jpg on X

He did not want to go back, he really didn't want to. But the more he tried to shake the thought out of his head, the letter will always reappear, crawling from the depths of the back of his mind. He remembered this was his cycle, day in and day out and throughout the sleepless nights. Till finally a week passes, he caves, and he took another look at the letter... "Everyone thinks the staff disappeared ten years ago..." "We're still here..." "FIND THE FLOWER." Now, standing before factory's closed doors, he makes a silent prayer before entering. Unaware of the monsters waiting for him. ------------ This is an AU story, but what if you were a bit more kinder to the monsters than the game allows you. Cross-posted on Ao3. Cover art not mine.

(18+ Mature Content) (I figured I would start over with something basic; I will probably save the harem fanfics for later, once I am settled, but for now, I just thought of starting my new account with something straightforward to accomplish. Before Wattpad deleted my original account, this was one of the draft tales I intended to upload. This also serves as the beginning of a short Pokémon series I am creating.) After Dr. Athelstan Byschoppeson developed the Anthro-Ball, Pokemon from all over the world developed sentience and were located in the brand-new dimension of the T.L.C. multidimensional cosmos. Y/N was not really into Pokemon, so he was astonished when Dr. Byschoppeson approached him and offered to give him a free Anthro-Ball with a free Pokemon inside. Although Y/N was not very interested in it, he took it nevertheless because it was essentially free and he preferred getting things for free than paying for them. When he realizes what he brought home, though, Y/N's lack of interest in Pokemon might change. #1 on furrylove - 3/28/2022 #1 furrygirl - 3/28/2022

The roar of thunder filled the air and, the rain poured down on the forest floor, and in a small cabin a mother was putting her youngest children to bed. But the father and eldest son were carefully examining the dark forest through the windows. For they knew something was out there and it was out for blood. (P.S. All art work is not mine all praise goes to their respectful artists)