[ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ❛𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡.❜ They planned it perfectly, right down to the last drop of blood. The victims were chosen, the disguise purchased, and the phone calls scripted. But what they didn't account for was you. Desperate to keep you alive while still going through with their initial plan, the Ghostface killers become obsessed with making you their final girl. {𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏} Highest Rankings: - #1 in Billy Loomis - #1 in Stu Macher - #1 in Horror/Romance - #1 Scream - #1 in Slasher - #1 in Ghostface

[ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ❛𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛?❜ After walking away unscathed from the Woodsboro Massacre, all you wanted to do was live out the rest of your life in peace. But history is known to repeat itself and reminders of your past start to appear all around you. Fate obviously has another plan in mind. Your story isn't over, final girl. {𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐} Highest Ranking: #1 in Scream 2, #6 in Horror/Romance, #3 in Scream

"a story of two souls being tied together by fate, cursed to love each other until their dying days." "𝕸𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑?" "ℑ'𝔡 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔦𝔪." ᴍᴏʀᴀɴᴀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴇ hadn't had the easiest of lives. She had been abandoned by her father when she was only a babe. Her mother left shortly afterwards, leaving her in her brother's care. Well, half brother. When she had been shipped off to Nevermore, she never expected to find solace in a place where she was utterly alone. No one to help her, no one to befriend her and no one to challenge her. People were too afraid. 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬 was a boy with no emotion. Much like the rest of his family, he had his spooky and kooky quirks, but his was mostly torture. He believed he'd never find a woman that would love him, so he refused to even look at people with any face bar an expressionless one. Until Morana came along. Destiny seemed to be laughing in Khaos' face when he sees Morana for the first time ever, his soul already latching itself to her. Oh, how the Gods make him laugh. Cursed to love a woman that believed she was unlovable was a cruel thing...but perhaps it was both Morana and Khaos that could only prove each other wrong. ~ i own nothing but Khaos and Morana and their plot along with Nathan Devoe.

[completed until season 3!] "𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤" 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 Lily Brown and Percy Jackson are in a constant fight with monsters, gods, crazy campers and their feelings for each other [i don't own the plot, characters or anything related to pjo, all rights goes to Rick Riordan and Disney+, i only own my plot and my oc]

In which they were just kids. "𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒." - 𝖨𝗇 𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇, 𝖦𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾 𝖠𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗌 ( Will Byers X OC Stranger things 2-5)

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴄᴀꜱꜱɪᴇ ʙʀɪɢɢꜱ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ - ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪɴɢᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴏ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴅʀᴀᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴀʟᴘɪɴᴇ ʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴇʀɴᴇꜱᴛᴏ, ɢᴡᴇɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴɴᴇʏ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴀ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀ ꜰᴀʀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ. ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴄᴀꜱꜱɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʀɴᴇꜱᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʙʏ ꜰᴇᴀʀ, ɢʀɪᴇꜰ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇɴɪᴀʙʟᴇ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ, ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ?

If there was one thing that Rose Everly had never expected, it was to fall in love. All of her teenage years had been spent matched with nice boys who had good jobs set up for them. Rose didn't mind, but she didn't love any of them. Then she met him. It was an accident, of sorts, not her fault at least. But they met, and that was when Rose knew that her life had been in vain. Love had been just around the corner. Total- approx 45,400 words (Riff x Female OC) Started: 24.01.22 Finished: 04.11.22 Best Rankings: #1 in Riff on 11.09.22 #1 in Jets on 09.02.22 #1 in Sharks on 20.05.22 #1 in Mikefaist on 12.02.22 #1 in Westsidestory on 13.10.22 #1 in Babyjohn on 18.02.22 #1 in Musical on 11.03.22 #1 in Puertorico on 1.4.22 #1 in RiffLorton on 04.06.22 #1 in Musicals on 05.07.22

Finney black x ¡𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚!oc 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟. Dailyn Lafortaleza is a Puerto Rican-Cuban middle schooler who lives in the north of Denver with her father. She's considered hysterical, and no one ever dares to approach her, except for a handful of people you could easily count on one hand. For some time now, young boys no older than thirteen have been disappearing one after another - no clues, no traces, nothing at all. One morning, a boy vanishes; the next week, another is added to the list. No one knows whether they're still alive or not. Dailyn feels a shameful sense of relief, believing she's somewhat safe, convinced that the Grabber only goes after boys her age. Never once does she imagine that, once again in her life, she'll be the exception.

𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖉, 𝖆 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓 𝖗𝖎𝖇𝖇𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙 There were no female students at Welton Academy. There never was and, most likely, there never would be. That is, until, a certain teacher's daughter is given special permission to attend. Todd Anderson x OC DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dead Poets Society. Everything (except my OC and minor plot tweaks) was created by someone else Cover Art: NEEDED! If you can do cover art please private message me! Thanks! :) 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: July 7, 2021 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: October 8, 2021

Marcia was taken long before the phone began to ring. Quiet, clever, and too easy to forget, she vanished without a trace. While the town moved on, Marcia remained-surviving in the dark for eight months, learning the rules of a nightmare where hope was a dangerous thing to hold onto. When Finney Blake is kidnapped, he finds her waiting in the basement: alive, wary, and still fighting. Together, they listen to the dead through a black phone that crackles with static, endure the cruelty of the Grabber, and form a bond forged in silence, fear, and survival. But static doesn't fade just because the call ends. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or story besides Marcia and the plot I wrote myself.