ੈ✩‧₊˚maybe it's a blessing in disguise. I see my reflection in your eyesੈ✩‧₊˚ A Naturals Fanfiction in which... Venus Briggs gets almost everything she wants, naturally. With the right words and act, nobody can see behind the facade of her self builded Puppettheater. Its a gift given to her, formed by the past life nobody can remember. While her new found family slips into the minds of Unsubs to get informations, Venus needs to get under their skin and act her way to get answers. Sometimes she wonders herself if even she can see her true self. Its getting harder and harder to get back to her self after an act of the Puppet master. Michael Townsend seems to understand her, even if she cant herself. Venus is was a challenge at first, a puzzle he needs to solve, because if he can't, is he even a true emotion reader? But after the puzzle revealed itself, Micheal seems to be mesmerized and can't go back to the starting menu. {Michael Townsend x FOC} {The Naturals-Bad Blood} {slow updating}

YJ Nightwing x OC | Slow Burn | Enemies to Lovers | - Book One Once, they were teammates. Now, they're a storm waiting to happen. She's gone. He's still here. Years later, she's a lone operator with blood on her hands and secrets in her veins. He's Nightwing now-calculated, polished, and just self-righteous enough to drive her insane. She thinks he's arrogant. He thinks she's reckless. Neither of them has forgiven the other. But when a mission forces them back together, all the heat they buried under anger and silence threatens to rise to the surface. He's determined to get answers. She's determined not to let him back in. And neither of them is ready for the fallout when sparks turn into fire. Because love is dangerous. But hate? Hate burns hotter.

Book 2 of The Famoux Trilogy! Updated every Friday for #FamouxFriday.

After escaping from police custody, Clover tries to piece his life back together. Determined to return to home and be reunited with his family, he has to first elude the country wide man hunt. Will he be able to resist his old ways in order to remain undetected? After hearing that Colin has escaped, Summer and Becca prepare themselves for the inevitable; Clover is coming back for them. Will the police and their families be enough to protect them? Clover's coming back and he's determined to prove to the girls; 'You'll always be mine'.

TWISTED SERIES NEXT GENERATION FAN FICTION AN IMAGINARY STORY. NIKO VOLKOV, Sunshiny, Clever, Perfection. All he wanted is to live a practical, successful and logical life until... CAMILLA VON ASCHERBERG, Kind, Sensible, Mannerly. Princess of the Eldorra country. She believed that her life was over after that one incident she until... The magic called love happened. The Logic fell in love with the Magic.

TWISTED SERIES NEXT GENERATION FAN FICTION AN IMAGINARY STORY. DAHLIA HARPER, Brave, Bold and Ambitious. She was focused on being a figure skating athlete until she became a muse to an artist... JEREMY CHEN, Soft, Quiet and Alone. He devoted his life to making that one sculpture after he had to go through depression until he found his muse... The obsession turning into passion. A desire turning into love.

TWISTED SERIES NEXT GENERATION FAN FICTION AN IMAGINARY STORY. TAEHYUNG YOUNG, A popstar, Free spirit, Full of life. He made it to the music industry as wanted to live his life full of adventures and fun. He never ever desired the silence nor he got the taste of coziness until... SOFIA CHEN VOLKOV, Sensitive, Shy, Homesick. She wanted to live her life in solitude, keeping everything in private. Completing and publishing her book is the only ambition she had until... Homeless meets the Homesick. Music fell in love with Silence.

TWISTED SERIES NEXT GENERATION FAN FICTION AN IMAGINARY STORY. SYLVIA RUSSO, Spoilt, Reckless, Clumsy. She is busy faking who she is as her mind told her to do so to fit into the society Until her heart says something else... EUGENE DAVENPORT, Straightforward, career freak and reticent. He pursued his career in boxing while his mind never allowed him to see the world beside it. Until his heart says something else... When the mind fell in love with the heart.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

I have found an ideal life. I have a loving husband, no work and no danger. This is exactly what I wanted when I ran away and changed my identity. But I just didn't think that I would have a thirst to be in danger. Next to him. Especially next to him. And sometimes our desires come back into our lives with a nasty cry, "I'm back from your past." I am crazy because I knew that he will find me and I love it.