〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]

Carter has long since given up on the idea of escape. Now, simply surviving the day-to-day beatings and rape requires her full attention, and the idea of a mate is the furthest thing from her mind. Enter Logan Hale. As the rumors go: cold, calculating, merciless, and deadly. He's too busy running the most powerful pack in the northern hemisphere to have the time or even the desire for a mate. But when the two unlikeliest of people are brought together by nothing other than fate (or a Bond, as it's called) the so-called "ruthless" Alpha of the Gwinn Forest pack finds all his defenses crumbling for the broken, terrified girl. Getting Carter to trust him is a struggle alone, but what about when an unpredictable betrayal threatens not only the Bond, but the two's lives?

Adelaide Beck dared Tristan Presley to become her best friend in the fifth grade... and he said okay. After a summer of doing nearly everything together, Tristan suddenly becomes distant with her. Adelaide had always guessed that natural causes had drifted them apart and that there wasn't much more she could do to stop it. Then years later in their Junior year of high school, Adelaide and Tristan meet again in detention. The time that they're forced to spend with each other bring the two close once again, but this time Tristan's secrets will no longer be kept in the dark, and Adelaide will begin to wonder if the drift in their friendship wasn't so natural after all... !Warning: this story is mildly mature and will contain cussing, violence, and some other mature content! Trope: enemies to besties to strangers to lovers ;) COVER BY: @meha-k Reader reviews: "This was literally the most wholesome book ever... absolutely loved it and finished it in 3 hrs" - RafiaTahrin "so so so great! I enjoyed reading this book so much. Made me happy, sad, laugh, cry, and I just LOVE IT SO MUCH" -NovaWrites00 "This was amazing and I'm smiling at 00:22 rn feeling better than ever" -Lady_fishstick "MY MOM JUST ENTERED MY ROOM AND SHE ASKED ME IF I WAS HUNGRY AND I SCREAMED "NO MOM I'M CRYING GET THE FUCK OUT". I'm grounded for the next freaking week..." -imnotoxic

Sherlock x Reader You aren't exactly fond of Sherlock. He might be brilliant, but he's without a doubt the most rude and arrogant man you've ever had the misfortune to meet... Not to mention he lives a dangerous life. As an American only staying in London for a year, you weren't exactly planning to hang around. But when a shocking turn of events leaves you moving into 221B, you find yourself constantly in the company of the great detective and John Watson. Perhaps you will find that Sherlock isn't so bad, after all. You never wanted to get swept up into Moriarty's game, but once you have, you realize there is no escape. Sherlock is the only thing standing between your life and your death, but Moriarty threatens at every possible turn. Everything you both know will be tested. Will the game make you... or break you? [MILD LANGUAGE]

" That's why they call it falling in love. No one ever means to fall." -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Sherlock Holmes. London's most eligible sleuth. Enola Holmes. The female detective. Mycroft Holmes. The government prick. Siblings. Family. Blood. But blood is about to be spilt. For change requires sacrifice. How much blood does it take to drain a man? How much pain does it take to see the truth? How much fire does it take to melt an icy heart? Sherlock Holmes was never meant to fall in love. But then again, neither was Kiva Taylor. Takes place after Enola Holmes 2 Sherlock Holmes x OC Enola Holmes fanfiction Copyright All rights reserved.

˗ˏˋ 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘵, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 ˎˊ˗ [Kaz Brekker x fem! oc] ੈ✩‧₊˚ When one of the most wealthy and cunning aristocrats of Ketterdam dies, his will is a strange puzzle that even he can't figure out alone. It's not just a will, it's a map and a set of instructions which, when followed, reveals the aristocrats hidden wealth. It should be simple, play the game, win the prize. However, when Kaz admits that he can't solve the riddle of the will, he is forced to look for allies in unexpected places. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ [Six of Crows fanfiction inspired by the Six of Crows duology by the fabulous Leigh Bardugo.] FOR LEGAL REASONS I DO NOT OWN SIX OF CROWS NOR POSESS THE CREATIVE GENIUS REQUIRED TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING LIKE IT ranking history for da stats #1 in grishaverse #1 in sixofcrows #1 in heistsociety #1 in kazbrekker #1 in kazxoc

"The closer you think you are, the less you'll actually see." Celine Rose Williams is nothing special. She see's herself as bland, invisible, slightly popular but not huge, and that's how she likes it. Even being considered "the Fifth Horsemen", she's still invisible and works with them behind the scenes. But what happens when she starts to get noticed, especially by one Horsemen in particular?

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

IN WHICH he accidentally texts the wrong number.... "i'm 22, like that taylor swift song." "gross." - started: october 25th, 2021 finished: march 19th, 2022 as a warning, the formatting is messed up in some places bc of the wattpad mobile interface. so sorry - hope you enjoy regardless. also note i was like 13-14 when i wrote this so some parts are unrealistic and not good LOL. also written in 2022 so it has a lot of old references. pls ignore. v old atp ib area codes <3 cover by me!! social media and real life corpsex!femoc short story copyright laine_writes 2022

SHORT AND FAST PACED STORY!!! ⚠️ "I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal.