|TW: h0rny teens| rantipole: a wild and reckless young person. That's the type of young lady that [Last Name][Name] has always sought to be. A loud teenager who can tear up the town on a Friday night and rant about how capitalism is the root of all evil without a care in the world. Her reputable life in America, however, never quite allowed for that. Her family takes pride in being pristine prodigies; never once has a [Last Name] spoken out of turn. The [Last Name] household avoids all controversy. Everyone was always watching, after all-- always listening. And once the spotlight got to be too much for her, [Name] fled. Tokyo is where she landed. A place where she hoped she could find companions to experience her remaining teenage youth with. Who knew she'd get wrapped into not one, but two separate teams of high school boys, obsessed with the very sports she had been so well known for in the life she'd hoped to escape?

Yᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɴᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʟʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴇ... Bᴜᴛ ⵊ ᴀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ☀︎︎☽☀︎︎☽☀︎︎ Elenora Swan. Beaten by life. Defeated. Ready to give up and bend under the pressure simply existing has become and sink into the despair...despair that had been gunning to consume her ever since the elusive incident that destroyed the life she'd built for herself. When she receives a call from her father, begging her to return to the sleepy and dreary town of Forks to help save her little sister from the same macabre fate life had foisted upon her, she jumps at the chance to escape the now miserable city of Seattle. Slowly, Nora's frayed soul starts to mend and stitch back together with the aid of her family. A pixie, a demand and an impromptu venture to the quaint little mountaintop city of Volterra, however, throw things into helter skelter once more. Upon meeting three ancient, regal, and decidedly terrifying vampire Kings spewing talk of soulmates and fates design, Elenora wondered. Would she ever catch a fucking break?

Tormented everyday since she was sorted into Hufflepuff, Antoinette Zima is a freak and outcast to all at Hogwarts. But none more so then Tom Riddle and his Slytherin friends. Can she survive the obsession of a young dark lord and his faithful second?

"You're going to die." She whispered. Dumbledore chuckled awkwardly, patting the eleven year old reassuringly, "I'm one hundred and fifty one, that's a little inevitable I'm afraid, my dear." The first year shook her head softly, a little frustration creeping into her expression, "you're going to die in eight years. Professor Snape's going to spell you off the astronomy tower, sir." Delphi Lovegood is a puzzle wrapped in a mystery, with a side serving of Crumple-Horned Snorkack. Is it any surprise the Weasley twins can't keep their eyes off her? But why is she so reluctant to look back? What does she see?

"You're my golden girl" - Paz Parkinson is stuck fighting a war against some of the people that she loves most. This includes her sister, along with a certain Slytherin boy who has to choose between his bigoted, Pureblooded beliefs, or the girl he grew to love. started may 4, 2020 completed august 11, 2020 unedited (new cover art as of december 11, 2020) HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in theo #1 in harrypotter #2 in parkinson #2 in lunalovegood #2 in blaisezabini #2 in nott #3 in theodorenott #6 in wizard

The King and his men, Stole the Queen from her bed. And bound her in her bones. The seas be our and by the powers, Where we will, we'll roam. Yo-ho, all hands hoist the colors high! Heave-Ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die! . Cover by @LuvliMochi <3

At last, it was your turn to meet Jimin. The double heartbeats of your nearing soulmate was pounding harder than ever. You then moved your legs and stood in front of the man. You tried to keep your fangirling inside of your head and avoided eye contact with him. "Don't be afraid," he softly said. You take a big deep breath and slowly lift your head. The moment your eyes meet his gaze, an unimaginable feeling rushed in like a tidal wave. The feeling was so incredible, nothing how you would have ever thought it would've. Your breath catches in your throat. Your heartbeat exceeds its normal amount. The only thing you can do is stare; Jimin the exact same way. And at that moment, you smelled something you would have never noticed before. . . Park Jimin is a hybrid. *** In which Y/N L/N is a Cheetah hybrid and meets her soulmate Park Jimin at a fan meet. *** Started: April 25, 2020 Ended: August 29, 2020 *** #1 in 박지민 out of 256 stories. #1 in 지민 out of 271 stories. (OMG) #1 in j-hope out of 10K stories. (AHH) #1 in PARKJIMIN out of 41.5K stories. (HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT plz pardon my French) #1 in 방탄소년단 out of 3.2K stories. #1 in RM out of 27.6K stories. #1 in fanfiction out of ONE POINT FOUR MILLION stories. (WHAT THE ACTUAL FLYING F WORD GUYS AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!) #1 in fanfic out of ONE MILLION stories. #1 in Bangtan out of 61.2K stories. (AAAAAAAAACK) #1 in jungkook out of 190K stories. (EEEEEK) #2 in namjoon out of 69.3K stories. (YAYYYYY) #1 in hybrid out of 14.1K stories. (REEEEEEE) #2 in bangtansonyeondan out of 292K stories. (🤯) #2 in bts out of 292K stories. (🤯🤯) #2 in bangtanboys out of 292K stories. (🤯🤯🤯) #1 in soulmate out of 15.3K stories. (😮) #1 in Jimin out of 130K stories. (AHHHH) *** Cover by @KimGits

Soulmate AU A story in which a girl finally gets her soulmate mark, to an idol thousands of miles away. -------- Completed: 2/2/21 If you're Felix reading this on a secret account ✨welcome✨ ---- Highest ranking: #1 in kpop #1 in soulmate #1 in bangchan #1 in chan #1 in straykids #1 in got7 #1 in skz #1 in 3racha #1 in seochangbin #1 in leefelix #1 in seungmin #1 in kpopfanfic #1 in leeminho #1 in leeknow #1 in marktuan #2 in tattoo

There's a fire in her. If loved correctly, she will warm your entire home. If abused, she will burn it to ash. • • • • • • Book #1 in "The Blue Eyes" series. Number 1 in 'bts x reader' December, 2018

-Back then, the Volturi had locked within the tower an angel. Their angel. He was perfect in every way, with hair a sandy blonde, eyes a shining, happy silver, skin a nice shade of beige with wings an abyss like black. He was their angel. And they ruined him for it. They killed their angel, ripped his wings so he couldn't fly away, took away his voice so he could never say he hated them for it. They were monsters to taint their angel like they have, but they couldn't see what they had done until it was too late. A body and a note was all that was left of the angel in the highest castle tower, and the vampires within the castle mourned for the light lost, and the Kings mourned for the loss of their mate.