'The painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma.' Euthanasia. This disease was my life. I want to die, I want to die. I wanted to bleed out right in that bathroom, but he had to stop me; why does he even care? Why would Vic Fuentes, the perfect senior care enough to stop me dying. That's never enough of course, so can he really stop me wanting to die?

Vic Fuentes never thought anything bad would happen to him. He had a pretty decent life; star-player of the soccer team at his high school, good grades, girls swooning over him. Vic never really took danger precautions seriously. One drunken night, he’s dared to go into the woods alone in the middle of the night while drunk to sleep there. That’s the night when his mindset about danger changed. Kellin Quinn-Bostwick was always the loner boy. His life was as low as someone’s life could get; abusive parents, bad grades, no friends. He was also openly gay. People never tried to tease him or taunt him about it; or about anything, for that matter. Everyone knew Kellin could kill–literally. He watches Vic and his drunken friends near the woods and decides, without thinking, how to ruin their night. He doesn’t know it yet, but Kellin only made Vic’s night better. [Note: This is a non-fame story. It has nothing to do with music in any way; just the band members as normal people. I only own the plot; I sadly do not own the guys. </3] (Cover credit: @-kellic)

My routine was so boring and normal, yet so painful and depressing, because normalness leads to sadness. Can you imagine? Living the same day over and over, with no change at all. Everything is 'normal', and everyone is so fucking 'normal'.You get bored, which causes you to think, which causes you to get sad, and be lead on the way of depression. That's what happens if every day is the same. That's why I never want to be normal. But I had a change in my life, and that change was the mysterious Gerard, who somehow made me feel like I was living and not just surviving. And I wanted him to call me, I really did.

Gerard has had feelings for Frank for a while. But how will Frank handle it after Gerard kisses him on stage?

Frank Iero has just started work at Glenside Mental Institute, New Jersey. All seems easy enough, until he's assigned to the new patient, Gerard Way. [only read if you canstand chapters shorter than frank himself]

Vanessa Laine is a college student and aspiring musician. She's got the look and she's got the voice. The only thing that's stopping her is her stage fright...and an opportunity. But opportunity knocks when pop-punk band, The Velocity, holds auditions for a new lead singer at the restaurant that Vanessa works at. Getting in was the easy part. Surviving as the only girl in the band is the hard part. Can she do it?

Kellin Quinn. He’s the ultimate criminal. Charged with murder, kidnapping, and assault, he’s been locked up in a prison in which he meets a certain man – no, not a man. He’s a monster, and he changes Kellin into a monster too; one with fangs and a craving for blood. Vic Fuentes. He’s the supposed “victim” here. On multiple medications, he’s forced into therapy to talk about this whole “incident” and the bullies at his new school, Mission Bay High. Vic’s over-active imagination pictures Kellin everywhere he goes, until one day, he actually is with him. When Kellin escapes from prison, he, Mike, Ari, Tay, Zack, and Vic run away. The stakes are high, but not as high as the craving for human blood. “We’ll be together forever, my love. This time, I mean it.” (Cover credit: @-kellic)

Isabel meets a boy at University who she's instantly attracted to. But he seems to have other ideas...

“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he asks, puppy eying me again. This time, I don’t resist. I let him pull my sleeve up, and see all of the burns. He frowns and looks me in the eyes again. “What am I going to do with you…” he shakes his head and pulls me into a hug. That’s good, I can admit I actually needed it. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.