Unfortunately, I don't think that this fanfiction will ever be finished or even continued. I wrote it with another girl who I met randomly on omegle. The reason why you don't really understand what is going on in the beginning is because the story was started on omegle, and lost when me and the girl exchanged phone numbers and we actually wrote the whole thing through texting each other. I wrote the Sherlock paragraphs, and she wrote the John ones. I typed it all out, uploaded it on here, and thought we would continue writing it. Sadly, though, I haven't talked to the other girl in a long time. She was actually kind of sketchy. She told me her name was Jessica or something and then changed her facebook name to Erica and told me it was because she was afraid of stalkers or something. She also only had around 30 friends on facebook and did all of her interactions with one other girl and they only talked about marching band and Sherlock. I wasn't exactly sure how to feel about this person, but whoever they were, they knew their Sherlock, and I was able to write a pretty good story with them. But I don't want to continue it without them, and I have lost touch with them. So sorry, but "Johnlock Fanfiction (yet to be titled)" Will never be titled, continued, or finished.

Dreams. Strange things aren't they? They seem so real. Cover by my babe @skeletonstories

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

Bronte Davis is Worthington High's sweetheart. With a charismatic and loveable personality and a drive to help anyone and everyone, it's easy to understand just why everyone loves her. That is, everyone except Blake Parker; the school's rude and arrogant bad boy. But even that's not hard to understand why. While Blake is mean, cruel and egotistical, Bronte is kind, helpful and humble. So what happens when Bronte is forced to stay at Blake's house since her parents are off on a work trip around Africa? Well, with Bronte's sudden determination to befriend the arrogant Bad Boy, you can only imagine all the different possibilities. Yes, all the possibilities that involve the two ripping each other's throats out, that is. With late night conversations, ruthless pranks, constant bickering and secrets that are yet to unfold, its a miracle the two haven't killed each other... yet. Then again, opposites do attract. ▲ ▲ ▲ Cover made by @jeoneunkiko

I'm pretty much going to tell you how I see the way the brain works. It's going to include stuff about the rational and irrational part of the brain and about fears and kind of why I think you and I have them. I think I might talk a lot about fears because they intrigue me.

Pop-culture phenomenon, social rights advocate, and the most prominent LGBTQ+ voice on YouTube, Tyler Oakley brings you his first collection of witty, personal, and hilarious essays. For someone who made a career out of over-sharing on the Internet, Tyler has a shocking number of personal mishaps and shenanigans to reveal in his first book: experiencing a legitimate rage blackout in a Cheesecake Factory; negotiating a tense stand­off with a White House official; crashing a car in front of his entire high school, in an Arby's uniform; projectile vomiting while bartering with a grandmother; and so much more. In Binge, Tyler delivers his best untold, hilariously side-splitting moments with the trademark flair that made him a star.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

If Arthur could only be saved by Morgana's blood, given WILLINGLY, how would Merlin achieve this? Would he be able to melt Morgana's frozen heart with her hidden love for her brother...for him?