Lachlan Power isolates himself after a devastating phenomenon. He often lashes out at his friends, leaving them in black eyes or cuts and bruises. He blames everything that happened on himself. His room is his world, he doesn't leave unless he needs to or Robbert Latsky persuades him. That's when Vikram Barn comes in. Preston Aresment and Mitchell Hughes find him abandoned on the cold streets of London, on the brink of tears. They take him home, slowly introducing him to Lachlan. That's what shatters Vik.

Cover by @VengefulDesires (Under Editing) ****** The clouds coated the sky in grey paint. My face was flushed from the cold and my hands where slowly going numb. I lifted the edge of the red and white scarf that vaguely resembled a pokèball and lifted it over my ears so that it covered the tip of my nose and down. My dull eyes searched the area to make sure nobody was around. I sighed and lifted my toes. I stood on my heels for awhile than I made my self go off balance. I heard the pound of footsteps coming closer. They where too late. The wind whipped around me making my scarfs end fly in front of me. Everything seemed to slow down as I was halfway from the bridge and the raging current that was I was currently falling to my death towards. I looked up to the edge of the bridge to see a figure leaning over the edge. Their shoulders shook. I suddenly felt guilty. A flood of guilt as I realized that I didn't want to die anymore. That I wanted to see their faces again. I felt tears fall down my face. I was stupid and everyone was going to pay the price for it. I felt a sudden shock of pain as my back hit the water. Coldness engulfed me. It welcomed me. I couldn't breath. I CANT BREATH.

Two teams. Sworn enemies, bound to forever fight. Red and Blue. When Vikk and Lachlan meet, they spare each other's lives, and spark something new. Can they survive in their broken world together? Will they come to terms with what they have, and abandon the battle? Or will they put it aside and fight to the death with the rest of their team? Set in a H3M alternate universe where if you die, you die, and the players on each team don't know each other. Please please please leave a comment I absolutely love reading them! !Please note: This story does contain a fair amount of violence, if you are triggered by this in any way please avoid this story, please stay safe! Sequel: https://www.wattpad.com/story/60466452-mountains-vikklan

"You know when you see someone in a relationship with someone else. And your heart physically hurts because shit, that person is an angel and they deserve someone who will treat them with respect and who will love them wholeheartedly. You're the angel, Rob. And God damn it, I love you." (Dedicated to TatoTheWolf)

No one saw it coming, and not a single person could stop the accident. Yet the accident itself wasn't the worst part, it was what was yet to happen. That would shatter everyone. -MisfortunateMC Cover Picture originally made by @KatinkaDragonGirl

The story of beauty and the beast into a merome story So please read this and I joy character I not going to do this soo read the book

Poofless fanfic. Pg 13. There is swearing, abuse, mention of suicide, and love. Hope yall enjoy Loving You Is A Pain. >My cover and edits, give le credit pls<

Everyone thinks they know Lachlan. Everyone thinks he's a tall, happy go lucky Australian. That couldn't be farther from the truth. When Vikk leaves without an explanation, he spirals into a world of sadness and depression. The rest of the Pack have no clue what's wrong. All Lachlan wants is Vikk. All Vikk wants is Lachlan, but he may never see the light if day again.

I bit my lip and looked into his dark eyes. My heart was beating fast and my head felt dizzy. "But you're royalty," I whispered. -- vikklan fic where vikk is a prince and lachlan is a peasant // completed --