(Modern AU) Ryou is a boy that recently moved to a new school. He is a lonely boy who feels empty all the time. One day, he gets bullied by a certain someone. Soon enough, that bully develops something for him. #1 in "tendershipping" in 9/15/19 300-or more words per chapter

Aj's a smart-ass, she speaks the fluent language of sarcasm with her annoying accent she picked up from traveling. She occasionally loses her shit and takes a baseball bat to someone's volvo over a happy meal at Mcdonalds or plays a nice game of slap-a-hoe in the school hallway, or even lights her mate on fire. Anyways you get the point she's fucking crazy. Now with her dad (who eats raw eggs and strawberries mixed with a bunch of health shit) She joins his pack. And she meets the alpha. Chase Michaels he's your typical badass alpha looking for his mate. Like most alphas he's arrogant, cocky, possessive and protective on the outside but on the inside he's soft, annoying and overwhelming at times but only for his mate. Add in getting arrested on their first date, a nice three day trip to a jail cell with meth head Robert as their neighbor, paper rock scissors for a hotel bed and being handcuffed to a bedpost, frequent screaming matches, and boom you have their relationship, but can it last because containing a chick like Aj, it's damn near impossible! _______________ This book has a shitload of cursing so read at your own risk!!

I cursed myself. I was in love with him. My heart hammered inside my chest, as I repeated the words. I was in love with him. I could feel my mind scrambling to defend itself, but it didn't. I was in love with him. I was. I had spent so much time trying to hate him I had looked past the obvious. I was in love with Dezmond Collins. He just killed a man right in front of me, and I was still clutching onto him never wanting him to let me go. I lost everything because of him, my family, my life, everything. I was completely aware of him murdering innocent women and children, and yet I was also completely aware how much I didn't care. I was pathetic. I knew how much of a monster he was, but here I was falling head over heels. I was becoming infatuated with his very existence, and I hated myself for it. I hated him. I repeated those words to myself. I hate Dezmond Collins. Even I could hear how much of a lie that was. How could I ever love something like him? He was a monster. He was a ruthless, cold monster. What part of ruthless monster did my mind not understand? Every part of my body was warm being in his arms, yet my mind was screaming at me to stop. My mind was telling me how stupid I was being. I can't possibly begin to love a monster. He would never love me. He can't love, anyone or anything, so why am I getting my hopes up only to have them completely crushed? "Kendal" I was pulled out of my bubble of over-thinking, I looked up at him. "Are you going to let me go?" he asked me sounding irritated. I should. I should let everything go, I should leave here as soon as possible. I should run away and never return. Because I'm falling in love with a monster. My breath caught in my throat at the realization. I knew it was true no matter how much I denied it. No matter how much I avoided it. I knew how right I was. I was falling in love with Dezmond Collins. *Warning: This story is really frustrating but its worth it in the end*

Brinn has known Alpha Titus as a close family friend since she was ten years old. He was like a big brother to her. Right before her first shift, her parents decide to ship her off to live with Alpha Titus and his pack due to her reckless behavior. Brinn soon finds out the secrets that have been kept from her since she was a little girl. Causing her life to go spiraling out of control. As we all know, fate has a funny way of doing things. Cover by: icedcoffe The spinoff is "His Alpha Female" **If you do not like the book, don't read it. There's no need to leave a negative comment.** Started 11/12/2016 Completed 3/8/18

Samuel Brandt woke up with his thoughts written all over his body. His brother woke up with his head missing. His sister woke up to find that her skin would crack open unless she stayed in water. All of the other children in the secluded Iowa town of Oak Knoll woke up having undergone strange transformations. Now, they are all forced to live at 407 West Marshall Street, the mysterious house outside of town. With the new name of The Boy with Words for Skin, Samuel wants nothing more than to hide from his new life. He painfully and unpredictably sheds his skin, there is a Voice in the entryway closet that is often cruel, and-perhaps worst of all for a naturally shy boy-the other children look to him as a leader. As his seven-year-old brother struggles with their new life, as terrifying growls start to come from the pitch black basement, and as his feelings for a girl begin to grow, The Boy with Words for Skin realizes that he wants to change. He wants to put others first, learn from his peers, and let himself hope that things will get better. The Boy with Words for Skin is the first book in the 407 West Marshall Street series. Each book will advance the story but be told from a different character. Book 2 will be The Girl without Eyes.

After returning home from several months in an institution, Melvin emerges from his sane façade and goes back to doing what he does best; being a sadistic psychopath. Another part of his life is Bakura; the only good thing to ever happen to him. Ryou, on the other hand, has hit rock bottom in his life and is trying to get back to where he was before. He's been through and has seen it all. Now he's struggling to pay his rent and is working as hard as he can. Melvin loses the keys to his apartment, and, without paying the rent of his own, stays with the selfless, pitying Ryou, who only lives a floor above him. Ryou is completely vulnerable- perfect for Melvin to take advantage and make his life even more of a living hell than it already is. But what if it backfires? What if Ryou is not as weak as he thought he was? What if Ryou is the only one who understands the pain of being...alone? (Other story: Guilty Pleasure) (A/N:this story was written over the course of a year. My writing skill has improved over a year, so the first few chapters may be a little worse, but the writing has, hopefully, improved since when I first started.)

History haunts. It makes a new. Repeats. Never fades; both ancient and new. Now here, stands the girl from history's reign of the ancient past of Egypt. She descends once more with purpose by the will of fate, reincarnated, in body, and soul, though with ancient history drawn into her very being forgotten by sands of time from her mind. But the shadow of it, outdoes the very haunting power of history, as it's darkness hungers for what once was, and by it, shall be. His prized possession shall never escape him. And no king, no entity, shall stop him. ( Yami Bakura & Thief King Bakura/Reader )

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