"Why do they call you Indigo?" "It's the last color they see before they die." Cover by @hoseqx Some rankings: #13 Fanfiction #14 BTS #1 Yoongi #67 Taehyung #2 Jungkook #1 Namjoon #4 btsfanfiction

𝗙𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝗸𝘀. 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗹. 𝗔𝗻 𝗘𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻; 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝘀 𝗶𝘁." For Y/N, life is measured in double-shot espressos and the quiet, protective comfort of her boss's gaze. Y/N's world is small, safe, and caffeine-stained-until the night the Freak Circus rolls into the outskirts of town under a blood-red moon. ​They aren't just performers. Behind the porcelain masks of Pierrot, the jagged grin of Harlequin, the manic energy of Jester, the clinical coldness of the Doctor, and the commanding shadow of the Ticket Taker lies a hunger that has rotted for centuries. ​When they step into her coffee shop, Y/N feels a terrifying sense of deja vu. Y/N doesn't know them, yet Y/N remembers the weight of their touch. Y/N doesn't know their names, yet their soul aches with a tragedy that hasn't happened yet-or perhaps, it already has. ​A debt was written in blood in an ancient wood. A promise was made as the monsters burned. And now, they have come to collect what is theirs.

You were loved. The Beloved Little Princess, the servants coo as the little girl passes through the halls with her brothers, always attentive and protective. Your father, albeit busy behind his desk, always made time for you. However that all changed when your new mother was introduced, a step-sister following. She reminded you of a doll. She was bright and cheerful at first but since your brothers didn't accept her, and your father barely paid attention to her, she started to act differently. Your new mother wanted to make her daughter the princess of the L/n family, and she will do anything, anything at all to make it happen. The first step was getting you out of the picture. Little by little, with staged accidents which her daughter gladly played the part, their love, trust, and respect for you disappeared. The pair always played the victim, accusing you of not wanting them to be apart of the family. Years flew by with this torment, no matter how much your pleaded, begged them to realize that you would never do any of that. They never listened, and the breaking point came when you finally realized that nothing will ever change. It will always be her, not you. So, the first chance you got you left that house. Best decision you could ever make. The small cramped apartment might be a drastic change from your lavish bedroom, but you were away from them. You wanted to turn a new leaf in this small city and have a normal loving life. Who knew that you'd be living a life far from normal as a horror circus rolls into town and you catch their attention when you saved their quiet Pierrot. The love you so craved from family, he will give it to you, destroy anything that dares to snuff it out, and give you all that is his. Though, he might not be the only one... The Game in question if any haven't played: https://garula.itch.io/the-freak-circus

Once, she was the sunshine of her home. Now, she is the shadow the world fears. Meera Malhotra - twenty-three, billionaire, untouchable, and colder than the ice in her veins. To the world, Nemesis Empire is a faceless phantom. To those who dare whisper in the dark, it is perfection, discipline, and death. What no one knows... is that Nemesis has a Queen. Sharp-eyed, ruthless, and wrapped in secrets, Meera walks with venom at her wrist and claws at her feet. Serviper, her venomous python, hisses only for her. Phoenix, her black panther, kills at her command. And she? She rules an empire built on silence and fear. But every empire has cracks. And when fate drags her back to the country she once swore she'd never call home again, the ghosts of her past are waiting. Brothers who betrayed her. A family that abandoned her. Enemies who never saw her coming. India thinks it knows its kings. But the real storm is a Queen. This is not a love story. This is a story of power, betrayal, and a woman who returned not to beg for acceptance- but to conquer. She was broken once. Never again.

Tori and her friends use an ouija board at the ruins of Mr. Harmon's old mansion After losing one of her friends to a supposedly ghost, she seeks for answers. In order to stop the haunting, she must contact someone who knows the other side too well. Emily.

My name is Emily. Two years ago I lost everything. I thought I could start a new life. I thought Abby was gone. I thought I'd never see Jasper again. I thought I would never have to play another game of hide and seek in my life. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. AGAIN... Series#2 (Grammar and spelling fixed by @WhispersConfusions) Please point out any mistakes so we can make this book as good as possible.

How does your night go from a game of Hide and Seek with your best friend, to your parents being murdered the same night? On top of that, you're sent to live with your mother and father's best friend, Mrs. and Mr. Harmon. Although Emily and her brother have no idea who these people are, they're given the luxury life and a dream every kid wants. However, those dreams soon turn into nightmares. A handprint in the dirt, a fired maid who still works in the garden, and a game where you have to kill to keep your soul from being sacrificed to a wicked book. When you enter the house, you follow the rules, you play the game... My name is Emily. I thought it was a normal, abandoned house. I thought she was a normal girl. I thought we'd play a normal game of hide and seek. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong...

"Why can't you let me go?" I asked, my voice dripping with frustration. He had cornered me against the wall, his muscular arms caging me. "I don't know." He replied, leaning his head against me so gently that for a moment, I forgot how dangerous this man really was. "I just know that staying away from you is not an option for me." "I hate you." I resisted his touch, when all I wanted was to melt in his arms. "Hate me all you want but you are mine." He replied, touching my jaw softly with his fingers that made me turn into a puddle of emotions. •°•°•°• A series of events lead Penelope Woods to Sean Miller, the tall, dark and handsome business typhoon. But is that all he is? Or there is something dark and twisted behind his white collar facade? Read my story to find out.

Anastasia Rose Romano Is a 19 years old, sassy, feisty, sarcastic, spitfire but with the heart of a most kindest soul. She had lived with her uncle ever since she was a baby. Her uncle whom she called papa took her from her family due to some reason without anyone's knowledge and settled in Asia (South Korea) leaving the family behind devastated. She has learned to fight like a fighter from young age. She has always hidden her identity simply by wearing hazel lenses to hide her steel grey eyes on her Papa's demand to which she knew the reason. She gets a scholarship from one of the most prestigious universities in Italy and moves there after her Papa's death. What happens when she comes face to face with two of her brothers who are a part of Italian Mafia and she herself is their princess. ............................................................... Most impressive ranking #1 mafiaprincess #1 amor #1 Intelligent #1 Donna #3 sister #1 beautiful #3 Daughter #1 fashion #1 fighter #1 sister&brother

When the fierce and bitchy Lila Alfonso is suddenly thrown into the custody of her five elder brothers, will she be able to forget the past differences and live like a perfect family or will her exceptionally big ego ruin it like always?