❝I'm in a box. But I'm the one who locked me in, suffocating. And I'm running out of oxygen.❞ ( deathly hallows ) ( plot credit: -patronus ) ( r. allen book one )

"Do you not have the stomach for this, Miss Lippincott?"

Since the time she was a young girl, Éponine Rosier has learned the importance of marrying a respectable pureblood and not trusted to make the decision on her own, she finds herself arranged in a marriage with a boy she hardly knows. Throughout her childhood, she's had very limited interactions with the boy by the name of Regulus Black, despite being in the same year and the same House as him. Éponine is the type of person that enjoys the quiet company of herself, filling her time with reading or horseback riding on her family's land and Regulus has been known to never go out of his way to be social. Fearful that the marriage will later on result in nothing but failure, the parents of the teens decide to force the interaction between the two. Éponine finds herself at Twelve Grimmauld Place the summer before she is to start her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, away from her family and home. Initially, their introduction is awkward, full of long bouts of silence and the avoidance of eye contact. They are nothing more than strangers. Yet, as time passes, words are exchanged, memories are created and shared. A love emerges between the two that was meant to be unbreakable. A love story meant for the books to be passed along for generations, however, it takes a tragic turn as the young lives are forced to face the darkness that wants to consume them whole. Cover @ -voidlegends

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

"You and I both know that any girl would kill to be in your position, with me, right now." He smirks, knowing that what he's said is completely and utterly true. Lea Wilson and River Parker don't mix; they don't like the same things, their lives are majorly different. But, what if these two people who are least expected to spend time with each other are doing exactly that? And, not only at school but at home as well. After Lea's house falls apart due to a termite infestation, the Wilson's are invited to stay at an old family friend's mansion of a house. The family friend also happens to be River's father. I'll give you time to digest that information. Yes, you're right. The sarcastic nerd and the egotistical heart-throb live under the same roof and encounter a series of events that make the two do something they didn't think would happen. They grow closer, and closer, and closer, until...well, you'll have to find that out for yourself. Follow them through their adventures of falling in love, getting their hearts broken, and learning lessons that explain there is more to life than they have ever imagined. WARNING(S): Strong Language & Mild Sexual Imagery. UNCOMPLETE. EDITING. ◊ The book trailer to the side is made by @starsandsky ◊ The book cover is made by @LightningStorms

And the only thing I knew for sure, is that I never wanted to hear my nickname spoken in defeat again. That couldn't be the last time I heard it. "Stop that. Fight me. Beg for your life. Something!" I pushed the gun against his temple. His head lolled to the side but returned to its original position. He still wouldn't look up at me as a few stray tears rolled down his face. He trained his gaze on the candle, making his brown eyes glow. "Three hundred and twenty. They were mothers, fathers, and friends. Every single one of them is dead because of me." He murmured. "Their families grieve because I made sure they thought we were dead." This wasn't how this was supposed to go. He was Bellamy Blake, when threatened, he fights back. His life was the only thing he truly cared about. Cutting corners and profiting regardless of the cost. He had become so small and simple that I could define him with only those characteristics. He was as shallow and transparent as the most common puddle. His death was an easy exchange because he lacked basic human decency. He acted purely on impulse, with no extra forethought. He didn't care how his actions affected others. He had to be. His usually demanding, stern voice wabbled. "I killed hundreds but hurt thousands. You grieve because of me. You hurt because of me. I made you into this." \≻≺/ Swearing, fighting, and death (which should be expected with 100 teenagers) \≻≺/ Story is intertwined with the storyline of the 100. I only own Mackenzie Spencer and Grayson Sheridan. \≻≺/ Highest Ranks: #1 in BELLAMY #1 in BELLAMYBLAKE #1 in THE100 #1 in FINNCOLLINS #2 in THE100FANFICTION #1 in UPDATING \≻≺/ TRUE ENEMIES TO LOVERS. SLOWBURN.

" On the 75th anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest amongst them can not overcome the power of the Capitol, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors In which two victors love each other but only tell the other when it's all too late Previously titled best friends

❝You want me to babysit them for you?❞ ❝A little bit of blood is the least of my worries.❞ ❝I don't care how well I do, I don't care if I get hurt or worse because I simply want you to be safe and alive. I would do so much to make sure that you stay safe.❞ ❝Think of her! She's the reason we're all here. Make sure she stays safe and I'll do the rest.❞ [Catching Fire] [Finnick Odair] [Unedited] [Completed: 2019-02-13]

"I may be assuming Ezra, but you're not a normal girl." "I may be assuming too, but being a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man isn't exactly normal either." « Homecoming Peter Parker » COVER CREDIT TO @MALEFECENTLY !

- HE IS THE SPIDERBOY SHE SAID "WEB YOU LATER, BOI" OH SHIT HE IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER - i'm blocking you. peter parker decided to call aunt may after the brawl in germany. turns out, it's not his beloved aunt.