Simon is back from the rooftop, shot and injured a few more places. Marcus finds him limping towards Jericho as he runs over and helps him inside. He brings him into the nursing room and since Lucy is constantly occupied with other patients, Marcus has to take care of him. Simon and Marcus are in an awkward silence most of the time. Simon is constantly shaking and sweating for no reason & Marcus grows suspicion towards Simon as well as some strange feelings for him.

Set after Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Bucky is lost, without a purpose and brainwashed within an inch of his life. S.H.I.E.L.D and Hydra have both fallen and without anyone to stop him, Bucky intends to find out who he is - or who he was - before Hydra took away every last inch of him. Steve is left recovering from the catastrophe, but knows that Bucky is still out there, and that Bucky needs his help. Steve will do everything in his power to help his best friend find out who he is again. How far would you go to help your friend recover their mind? How long would you try for? Steve knows it isn't going to be easy, and wants to set Bucky on the road to recovery; but confusion and nostalgia hides around every corner. If Bucky is to find himself once again, Steve is going to have to face some hard truths about how he lost his friend and see him through every step of the way as he recovers, seeing him through the good times, and the bad. They might soon realise that the question "Who am I?" carries so much more than a name and a face.

A Mavis x Zeref fanfic. Mavis is new to the Fairy Tail high school, not expecting to much she meets a boy who's depressed and in the darkness named Zeref. But she's determined to show Zeref the light and bring him out of the shadows. (Also some GaLe, NaLu, Jerza, Gruvia)

Being just friends might work online. But suppressing your emotions in person is much more difficult. Dirk and Jake are the closest friends... As pen pals, but when there's a plot twist in their lives and they start communicating in person something changes in Dirk's mind.

season 2 of elfen lied ( FAN MAKED )

I'm a 16 year old girl, by the name of Umber. And yes, I realize that its a boy name! But anyways, I've been assigned a mission, which is a lot harder than it seems. I travel to Johto, in order to track down a certain red-headed boy, who my boss instructed me to find. Seems easy enough, right? Not quite; considering he can't find out I'm from Team Rocket, and I've got an annoying, gold-eyed trainer following me around. And I've got a cuddly, loving Dratini who is anything but helpful. Now I can see why villains have trouble succeeding... [Picture used for cover does not belong to me] [PKMN Watty: Best Romance Story, Winner 2013] [PKMN Watty: Best Character: Umber, Winner 2013

**PREQUEL TO THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I'm not your average guy. Besides the outrageously weird name of Falin and the fact that my hair is whiter than Slenderman's face, I must be sure to mention that I live the killer's life. I must also say that it's simply. . . the best. Just going around, killing. Torturing. I couldn't have asked for a better life. Not to mention the fact that I get to hang out with the craziest psychos in the world. Score one for me! Two if you want to count the fact that I'm the proxy of none other than Slenderman himself. As a matter of fact, you might have heard of my crazy psycho friends from that one website, Creepypasta, I think it was called. You know, the people who go by the name of Eyeless Jack, Slenderman, Laughing Jack, Hoodie, Masky, etc. Recently, we've gotten a new addition. You might have heard of him too. His name is Jeff the Killer.

*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get over her little crisis already. "Get up," I say quickly, going over and grabbing onto her arm to pull her up. "Come on, the police will be coming soon. You're not going to jail." She struggles against me, screaming, "No! You're going to kill me if I go with you." "This all can be erased," I insisted. The wailing of sirens tells me I need to convince her quickly. Jamie pauses, thinking hard. "Fine," she says. "Let's go then." I say no more as I run. She picks up my pace and follows me as I lead her away from her first murders and into her new life. I think it's one she'll fit well into.

The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.