18 year old Jeremy Fitzgerald is living in a abusive house hold, with his drunken father who has been mistreating Jeremy ever since His wife, Jeremy's mother passed away. Now his father, threatens him either to get a job or ship out. Literally SHIP OUT. In other words, if he doesnt get a job and make some money his father is going to send him out on the streets. Scared and helpless Jeremy goes on a hunt to find a job at any risk. "Luckily" Jeremy finds a job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, where he meets 20 year old Michael Schmidt, his working partner. They start off at a rough start but slowly the begin to realize that what they have is way more than what they could ever imagine. Unfortunately Mike is datting someone by the name of Doll and is torn between the two, and A boy named vincent hits on Jeremy! will Mike leave his girlfriend to save the realashionship he has with Jeremy or will it all be more complicated than that?

Another #Merome love story...or ship! ^-^

Mitch and Jerome have been Best Friends ever since year 4. Jerome has a HUGE crush on Mitch. But does Mitch love him back? Found out by reading this story?! :D

This is Jeremike in a nut shell, some other pairings. Five nights at Freddy's shizz, and as well as the spirit world. Teaser shall exist as one page ;P I don't know what the cover is suppose to be either. Vincent is, or will be a friend... We shall hope... WAIT THAT MEANS PURPLEGUYxJEREMYxMIKE, but mostly PurpleguyxMike for the first part... So.... Macaroni!

This story takes place in the wonderful world of Minecraftia. Usually, things never go wrong because you respawn when you 'die' or loose in a mini game. But something went wrong this time. *this story is about their Minecraft characters

Will Jerome ever find true love? Or will the bullies from his childhood be right ahout his life and be 'Forever Alone'? Read to find out!

They are long and short Super fluffy :3 Please enjoy! Don't kill me if you know me for writing these

Okay, don't judge me, but I ship this. Enjoy! And don't read if you don't like YAOI or this ship.

I was always that kid you'd see at the back of the classroom, hidden away from all of the threats that lurked behind their desks. Nobody gave a damn about me; they didn't bother questioning the bruises that painted my body, the occassional busted lip or black eye. Not until......he came along.