Since day one at Blackwell Nathan Prescott has been around me. I was easily accepted into his group and the Vortex Club despite being little like them. But something weird has been going on and I don't know if I want to be around any more... (Warning. Mature content. Kinda creepy. Sorry ish)

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.

[COMPLETED] You never know what you have until you are about to lose it.

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

❝You're holding my heart captive. But you don't even know that you have it.❞ © Copyright Qveendom 2013-2015 All Rights Reserved [highest rank #50 fanfiction] !!WARNING: SLOWLY EDITING!!

Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.

She was the anchor that kept him steady above the water. He was the anchor that made her sink. A story filled with ups and downs. An unsteady sea, really.