"Why do you only call me when you're high?" "But I'm always high." that seventies show season one-season six + epilogue highest rankings: 1 in 70s 1 in 1970s 1 in hydefanfic 1 in stevenhyde 2 in that70sshow 563 in fanfiction completed 12.31.18 2017 © an_intellectual

"You had the chance to get out of this lifestyle. Why didn't you take that chance?" "A dog always returns to its vomit. Plus, this is my empire and he owes me. He thinks he's the kingpin, well I'm the fucking queen pin. I helped build all of this from the ground, up. I just want what's due."

❝Happiness can be found in different ways. I see it in you and in my family. We're fighting on opposite sides but my love for you grows stronger everyday, even if the world is trying to tear the both of us apart.❞ [TWILIGHT - BREAKING DAWN] [BOOK ONE IN THE AMELIA CULLEN SERIES]

Highest rank #27 in Teen Fiction. Written by @apricitys. _ _ _ "What is this?" He asked, not even bothering to look at the canvas in front of me. Instead, his eyes were locked in mine. I swallowed my saliva, chills running down my spine. I felt my palms getting sweaty as my legs nervously started bouncing up and down. Without giving me time to answer, he took a step closer to me, eyes still locked in mine. Each time he inched closer, I used my right foot to slowly push myself and the stool back. It seemed to be the only option to get away from him; until he forced his hands below the sides of my thighs, holding the stool in place. He released a soft chuckle as he eyed me from my eyes, down to my lips. "You're beautiful," he said. From his voice, I couldn't tell if he was being serious, or messing around. It sounded sincere, however there was a smirk on his face. The smirk that he always has on his face when he's found an amusing target. Then he averted his attentions back to my eyes. His expressions softened up the moment his eyes landed back on mine. His smirk disappeared. I cleared my throat and broke the eye contact. I looked down at my palms as I rubbed the sweat against my jeans, "What do you want, Landon?" I asked, almost whispering. I felt his hand brushing against my right cheek, as he tilts my chin up to look back at him. His messy brown hair, his light blue eyes and his pink soft lips were just centimeters from mine. I felt his breath lingering on the upper tip of my lip. In a panic, I pressed my palms against his chest and push him off. He stumbled back with a surprised look on his face. "Aubrey." _ _ _ Landon Carthy is an arrogant boy, who knowns to have absolutely no care in the world. Making girls suffer feels great to him. But what happens when a new girl in town becomes one of his victims? Will she allow him to walk upon her like all the other girls do?

jessie is a friend // yeah, i know he's been a good friend of mine // but lately something's changed // it ain't hard to define // jessie's got himself a girl and i want to make her mine i've been living in the darkness // shadows in my apartment, heartless // skin on my skin, what a wonderful sin // take your breath but you're asking for more // the tip of my finger is tracing your figure // just call me a thief, she was on top of me // then i left with her heart // girl you better just lock me up, because i've never been good enough // so you better just lock me up, lock me up // "SONG STORIES"

❝You need to toughen up, buttercup.❞ in which an accident in the maze leads to minho being nadia's babysitter. ©stilestastic 2016 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐕𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐩𝐫𝐞 - 𝐓𝐌𝐑

|| Highest Rank - #1 in Teen Fiction and #5 in Romance || Melody Carson has been in the same class as Tyson McCannon since primary school. She's watched him play with girls, set the school on fire, skip classes, prank teachers, smoke behind the school, break the law, get into fights with other guys for fun and even watched him get suspended for three weeks. He always ruins everything and never does what he is told. Melody has hated him since the day he set foot in her school and luckily he has never noticed her. That is, until now. Tyson has set his eyes on Melody and won't stop until he gets what he wants. And he wants her. *-*-* Note: It is cliché at first but it gets better. [COMPLETED] Copyright © by Laylaa Khan

"So you mean to tell me, that your mom carried you for nine months just to name you Neptune?" "You must be forgetting that your name is Jughead." In which she texts the wrong number. [oc x Jughead] [Social Media] [Riverdale AU] [IxyNoir | © 2017]

"sit closer to me, that guy is undressing you with his eyes." "aren't you doing the same?"

❝i was so far gone. and then i met you.❞ [the walking dead] [seasons 4-7] [under editing] [completed] copyright © -celestials