(COMPLETED) Eight of your friends are vampires and you are all in college together. Your life seems pretty crazy right? Well it gets even crazier when those eight friends all decide that you are their perfect mate. One of them has to mark you the night of the Blood Moon. That only gives you a month to decide who your true mate is. Who will you choose? Some content is mature. 18+ Read at your own discretion. Warnings: Smut warning Curse word warning Mild violence warning Rankings: #1 in Vampirefanfic 9/02/19 #1 in skzfanfic 9/03/19

➸ It's Valentine's Day and you come across an online game. Your curiosity gets the best of you and you somehow end up trapped inside. You have no choice but to keep playing. Yet the more time you spend there, the harder it gets for you to decide. Picking a 𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐒 is the only way out. What will happen when you, a sworn 𝐨𝐭𝟖 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲, are pressured to choose between the eight men of your dreams? ➸ This story includes: ✯Constant 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 over Stray Kids. ✯𝑭𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 with your favourite people. ✯Getting 𝒃𝒊𝒂𝒔-𝒘𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 like there's no tomorrow. (𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀...) ☼This was written only for entertainment purposes.☼ ☼Non-smut, but it does include kissing and other romantic settings.☼ ☼There will be swearing included.☼

A sequel to the story 72 Hours with Stray Kids. It's about Y/N trying to fix her mistake and become friends with Stray Kids again. She tries to talk to all of them, realizing they might not want anything to do with her anymore. Will she fix the friendship with Stray Kids? Will she talk to Chan again? Or will she go back to being only a Stay in their eyes? Prepare your favorite food, snack and drink and enjoy the story! Like and comment if you want 🥰 And please remember this is all fake, delusional story... it's just for reading entertainment.

'In the moment, he wasn't Bang Chan the leader of Stray Kids, whom I had a crush on. That would fan girl whenever I would see him in music videos, YouTube videos, etc. Right now, he was a man I was sharing myself with, connecting on a deeper level with.' A very, very delusional story about Y/N coming back home to attended a Stray Kids concert where she becomes friends with them and falls for one of the members. It's just a fun delusional story to feed the soul. So sit back, get your favorite snack and drink, and enjoy the wild story. If you want to vote and comment, that's cool. If not, that's cool too. I just want you to enjoy reading the story 🥰🤗

Title says it all. A collection of scenarios, drabbles, oneshots, and imagines about your favorite stray kids. Not every story is about romance - some just capture the chaos, laughter, and everyday life you share with them. If you have ideas, write them into the comments. Also includes deleted parts of my stories. (marked with ⭐)

She accidently texts the wrong group chat Unfortunately for her... that group chat belongs to Stray kids Now she's stuck with eight chaotic idols, late-night conversations, and a certain deep voiced sunshine named Felix who refuses to let her push every one away

↳Do you believe mafias are real? ↳No, you said at first but then... came Stray Kids. ↳ "Be a good girl and open wide kitten," he said low as he began unravelling his leather belt, "The only friend you can have here, already misses you kissing him," REBEL BOOK SERIES 2#

A freelance photographer with a talent for capturing moments she never keeps, Talia arrives in Korea carrying a loss she refuses to name, and a new rule she never breaks: don't stay long enough to matter. What begins as a chance encounter, then a job she never planned to accept, pulls her into the orbit of eight men who see her in ways she's learned to avoid. They don't ask her to choose. They don't ask her to promise. They only ask her to stay. But when grief resurfaces and the instinct to run returns, Talia must decide whether love is something she can finally step into, or something she will always leave behind. What It Means to Stay is a slow-burn, emotionally intimate romance about grief, found family, and the courage it takes to remain. ------------- I do not own the rights to anything related to Stray Kids. This is a FICTIONAL story.

you are sent to stayzone, a mental institution for the mentally impared after a traumatic experience back at home, in the institution you meet a lot of different people who you managed to build connections with but after a while you realise that the first mistake you made- was making them feel as if you were theirs. © All rights reserved

-Shapeshifter Au- Rain was hitting the windows of every nearby building and prompting the pedestrians to keep their heads under their umbrellas, hurrying home and not even looking at the storefront of your café. Why had your boss even scheduled you for a shift tonight? With weather like this, anyone craving hot chocolate would rather drink it at their own place. Sitting behind the counter and sulking, you decided to make a cup of coffee for yourself, no customer would come tonight anyway. Little did you know, but the kind of "shift" that was coming had nothing to do with work. You cleaned the counter and tables, packed your bag, and used your own key to lock up the café. Your body froze when you heard what sounded like whimpers in the alley next to the café. The streetlights cast long shadows, making it impossible for you to see clearly when you stepped forward. You let out a shriek as your phone slipped from your hand and hit the ground. A man was crouched down, his back facing you, but a dim light let you catch a glimpse of the blood soaking his back and shoulders. He turned around and you recognized him right away. His eyes. His hair. His freckles. Felix was standing right in front of you.