All he wanted to do was make Vikk smile.

I'm an ordinary girl. My parents are both dead or so I thought and I have no siblings or so I thought. I just moved to Australia and that when things got weird. I made a few friends and they are the best. I've fallen in love with Mitch and Lachlan but, they broke my heart. I will never be the same. Now the worst thing is that my friends are kidnapped and I'm being chased by a group called the Survivors. Can I get my true lover? Can I out survive the survivors? Or do I die trying to save my friends? I wish this was Just a Dream. PS IM BAD Just saying OKAY THIS BOOK IS GOING UNDER MAJOR EDITING LMAO I WROTE THIS A COUPLE YEARS AGO DON'T JUDGE EVERY MISTAKE MY YOUNGER SELF MADE!

Lachlan Craft is a well known and feared assassin all around Minecraftia. Though, he is known as "The Blur" because, no one ever sees his face before and after an assassination takes place. No one, but but the target themselves... Well, that was the case. Until his face was seen by the most unlikely of people. Prince Vikkram Star 123rd of Minecraft. ;) *DISCLAIMER* I do NOT own Minecraft YouTubers, nor the concept of Minecraft. This is all MY IMAGINATION. Anything I own are my OCs. That is all. ~Cover by: UglyWallFlowers~ Finished: 2015 Edited: 2017

On a certain day of the year every teen who has recently turned sixteen is required to get a unique tattoo imprinted on their wrist. Whoever has the same symbol as you on their wrist is your soulmate. Dan Howell and Phil Lester, the most opposite people imaginable end up with the same symbol. But the real question is, is their love a mistake? Just an error in the strictly heterosexual matching system?

Vikk and Lachlan were different best friends. Vikk was depressed and suicidal. Lachlan was bubbly and happy. But Vikk has been keeping a secret from Lachlan. All Vikk wanted to do was swing.

Dear Life, My name is Mathew and this is my story of love and loss. But thankfully mostly my love for Brandon Hutt. Everyday I try to write in this beautiful diary for my beautiful soulmate.

"What have I become?" I whispered, tears welled up in my eyes as the world around me wilted like the petals of a dead rose. He merely smiled. "You haven't become anything, this is always who you've been." ©AlphaDashe

The Pack Preferences, pretty self explanatory. I am taking requests and suggestions.