Couldn't find any of these so I decided to take matters into my own hands. If you like some of the cast, they're on here too. Requests allowed!! Edit: requests closed now

Book 2 of my Epic Oneshots. Feel free to request anything :3 If you're new and want more, check out Book 1 in my acc

Here it is, loves, the THIRD book! Just the same as the last two, a book full of one-shots about Tom Holland and Peter Parker! I may even add new characters like Nathan Drake to this one! I add chapters as often as I can, so I hope that you enjoy them! If you're new to my page, please consider checking out my three existing one-shot books, my fanfictions, and please considering subscribing! Hope you enjoy! Xoxo

Torn apart through life Wally is heading towards divorce which has left him a destroyed man. His assistant can only hope to be enough to make him see the value in life. Rainbow Factory Wally: @/dodozoi tiktok

You sniffled after taking another beating by some werewolves. Even though you hid your ears and tail, I guess they could still sense that you were weak and in need of help. You were cold...Tired...and VERY hungry. Some people might describe you as half dead. You were ready and prepared to take your last breath before a woman gasped. "What are you doing out here?" You looked up at her with E/C eyes. "Don't you have a home." You didn't answer. "Hm...Well, If you don't...I'll just take you with me for the time being..." She smiled. She picked you up and held you close to her body. She hummed a sweet tune as you slowly fell asleep. |ALL STORYLINE IN THIS BOOK BELONG TO JASON AND JESSICA BAVURA ALONG WITH THE PEOPLE WHO WORK AT CATFACE! I ONLY OWN SMALL PARTS OF THE STORY THAT INVOLVE Y/N AND Y/N ALONE! THE CHARACTERS AND EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO THEM! I DO NOT!!| 🏆Highest Ranks: #1 in Aphmau! #1 in OCs! #1 in Zane! #1 in Melissa!

In which a drunken mistake leads to something more.. - Sweetie🤍

> HH & HB x Male Reader > Harem > Some genderbends . Your name is Y/N The Lamb. And you are in hell. Hell... a wretched place teeming with sinners and hellborn alike, all vying to carve their mark upon the infernal rings. Why anyone would crave dominion over this god-forsaken realm is beyond comprehension. Yet, you were no different. You were tired of being tormented by demons larger and stronger than yourself, which, admittedly, was nearly everyone. You craved power, not for its own sake, but to prove you weren't just some weak little lamb. You envisioned a transformed hell, a place not of suffering, but of order and peace... a heaven within the depths of damnation. Driven by this vision, you rose to power. Overthrowing Lucifer Morningstar, the warden of hell himself, was an insurmountable task, so you forged an alliance with him instead. With cunning and perseverance, you succeeded in remaking hell, shaping it into a utopia unlike anything it had ever been. That was when you decided to start a cult. Day by day, your cult grew in strength and number. Hooded cultists became a ubiquitous presence, making it impossible for any sinner to escape their gaze. Yet, the mask of authority you wore began to slip. With every desire fulfilled, you began to miss the simplicity of your past. The petty squabbles with low-life demons, the occasional robbery by a thug, the flirtations of succubi, and the chaotic turf wars... these were the things that made life in hell... Just right. Now, your presence invoked fear rather than camaraderie. The old days, where you were just another face in the crowd, seemed like a distant, almost desirable memory. You did NOT want to be a feared figure. Yearning for those simpler times, you vanished, leaving your utopia and cult behind. And so, you disappeared, fading into legend. But now, you have returned! . #1: Pretending - 01/18/24 #1: Lamb - 03/09/24 #1: Loona - 04/21/24

"Doll, you're lucky you're my favorite. If anyone else had pulled that stunt I would have killed them on sight." -- *°•♤•°* -- Recently, the Head of the Family, who everyone refers to as Mr. Darling, has taken considerable interest in your work as an assassin after taking quite a daring emergency risk and executing it flawlessly. He then subsequently reassigns you as his bodyguard, despite your insistence that you do better taking lives rather than defending them. Your job is tedious and boring, until one day he asks you about a certain scar.