"Ah! Fire Boy!" Firey is a Senior in Object High. All his life he's been the semi popular kid. This changed once he started dating Puffball, as his popularity spiked even higher. But with popularity, comes consequences. And with consequences, comes disaster. Leafy is a Junior who's also attending Object high. She doesn't care about popularity, all she's wanted was true Friends. She knows that behind the mask of someone who is stuck up, is someone who is just afraid deep down on the inside. Firey and Leafy cross paths again this year, and instead of arguing and fighting, they instead talk things out, becoming friends, and maybe even more. Started - November 4th, 2019 Ended - April 22, 2021 Heavily inspired by - Irreplaceable, a Fireafy fic that I think is lost to time. If you are that writer, please republish the book it was peak Authors Note - This book is not perfect. A lot of it was written based on my experiences as well as dreams I wanted to come true during high school. A lot of chapters do not make sense and I wrote Firey and Leafy how I saw them back then.

[CANCELLED] 20 new students. 5 Islands. All new murders and trials are coming back with the sequel to BFI. Watch as Balloon Helium, Ultimate Pilot tries to make sure everybody gets along and doesn't murder each other. But things won't be easy when an all new robotic host appears to spice things up. Who will live? Who will die? And who will be EXECUTED? Find out on BFI2! CONTAINS: VIOLENCE, GORE, SWEARING, AND DESPAIR. SO MUCH DESPAIR. WARNING: Your favorite characters have a very high chance of dying so beware.

It's been nine years since Mia and Sebastian broke up. It's been five years since she got married to Chet Armstrong, a publicity agent. It's been three years since she gave birth to their daughter, Jillian. It's been one month since Mia went to LA. Ever since the trip, Mia has had a cloud of guilt on her shoulders. As she trudges through life, she finds out her husband's secret. Devastated, she packs her bags and heads over to the City of Stars to find redemption, her passion, and maybe even her love once more. Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, plots mentioned, or quotes metioned in the book. This is for entertainment purposes only.

Reoccurring nightmares. A murderous plan that just won't go away. You think owning a garden is hard? Honey please, this is only the beginning. - A few years after moving to Yoyle City, Pin is faced with the same horrifying nightmare.. A garden. Her dead friends. And hands. She couldn't bring it up without trembling in fear. She couldn't think about it without tears filling up in her eyes. So what could she do? Recreate the dream in reality? ... AU is mine. This WILL HAVE GORE SO. Gore warning to anyone who doesn't enjoy murder or gore. Other than that, enjoy..

A doctor makes living objects. Raised in small, isolated environments. Heavily monitored and kept perfect. But some of them, don't come out the way they were supposed to. And imperfections aren't tolerated.

After Nickel found out about Clover's luck, He always tried getting rid of her, afraid her luck will get in the way of the competitions and win all of them. Except every day and night, Nickel finds himself slowly getting attrached to Clover, Not as a friend, As something else. MULTI POV BOOK !1!1 (These might be mischaracterized im sorry)

¡¡¡BFB TACO X BLOCKY FANFIC OMFG!!! ☆I'm a beginner writer who just wants to make fanfics about this ship, if you don't like it just leave and don't bother me, I intend to write more soon!☆ context: Blocky and Taco spend time together and suspect they like each other (maybe, MAYBE there is drama) ◇Humanized or not you choose! (But it makes more sense if is humanized) ○WARNING: There may be some swear words, so if you're as fragile as my sanity, I recommend you stop reading. AND DONT HATE, IM JUST A BRAZILIAN TRYING TO PUT IDEAS INTO ACTION! If you hate this go eat sand and stop bothering me. ~MK

remember I do NOT respect for what colethegeek did but I still love the show so enjoy! After the show ended Fireball and pound had made a choice to live together. after 20 years of living together they have Ember and ofc they are married. Since that day was the day that pound will never forget(y'all know what day it was). This story will be split into three stories It's just the beginning-this story you are currently reading... The college life- Ember is now at college and you think that some of them will be good and innocent? Oh hahaha.... My friend all of the students there are not innocent. Hello again...-Ember is now at her twenties and she lives with error and book with Azar(yes fireball and pound died peacefully:[)

As this time, Mature Readers of 10+ Who can handle : HORROR, BLOOD AND GORE THEMES. READ ON IF SO! Continuation from Book 1, Be My Valentine. Now Firey and Leafy have confessed to Love, and they want to stay together forever. But something is forcing them apart; and they barely hold on. You know what they say, If you love someone, let them go. If they come back, they're yours.

!!!WARNING!!! This fic may include triggering topics such as mentions and brief descriptions of SA, Alcohol, drunkenness, NSSH (non suicidal self harm), SH, and mentions of blood. (Will add more as they present themselves.) If you are sensitive to any of these topics, please refrain from reading ^^ This is the first fic I've written that I'm actually posting, so I'm a bit hesitant to post it, and the posting will be pretty inconsistent as I have other things to do, but my friend said I should post it so uh yeah. Hi friend O/ Description- Trophy had never been one for physical affection. Or emotional. Or any to be completely honest. He'd never even hugged anyone. Well.. that was up until two weeks ago. He sat on his bed lightly tracing his finger on the top of his digital camera. When was the last time he had used it? He wasn't sure. I can't believe I let her do that. Came an uninvited thought. He shook it off, not wanting to remember that night at Cheesy's birthday party. It had been his fault after all, for letting Clover talk him into going and then getting himself drunk. He hadn't been thinking clearly and Salt... I don't want to think about it. His thoughts rang out. He gripped the camera lightly and sighed.