Coach Yoasts daughter ,a photographer and plays football.Louise goes to the camp with the boys to take pictures ...does she find a love interest...

Brooklyn Yoast was the daughter of coach Bill Yoast. Bill loved his daughter Sheryl and Brooklyn. Sheryl loved football. Brooklyn loved hockey. Brooklyn was a mother figure for Sheryl after there mother left them. For all the years Bill coached the titans they never met his daughter Brooklyn besides Alan Bosely who is Brooklyn's best friend. Until one day Brooklyn met the titans and thats when things started to change. (I know it doesn't sound good but please give it a shot it's my first story!)

Cher Smith was always best friends with Sloane Peterson, everyone knew of their friendship, everyone wanted their friendship. So obviously when her best friend started to date Ferris Bueller, Cher wanted to make Sloanes life a little easier by going out her way to get to know the infamous boyfriend and wherever Ferris went, Cameron Frye wasn't far behind. The four actually all got along really well and soon both of the Dynamic duo's soon became the famous four. On their last day off, they know one thing. They're gonna make it great. I do not own anything from Ferris Bueller' s day off, but I do own Cher Smith and her Plot lines. [Ferris Bueller' s day off] [Cameron Frye x oc]

"Goldie Dove? She's way, way to sweet for that bitter Malfoy. She's in Hufflepuff anyways." "Really? Well then you don't know her." FAST PACED STORY [Highest rank]: #7 IN FANFICTION #10 IN MAGIC #21 HOGWARTS #4 IN HERMIONEGRANGER #5 IN MALFOY #17 IN HARRYPOTTER #4 IN HUFFLEPUFF #5 IN SLYTHERIN #3 IN RAVENCLAW #1 IN GRYFFINDOR #1 IN BLAISEZABINI [HALF-BLOOD PRINCE] © 2016 sqdgirl

All my one shots and drabbles about Ivar the Boneless

"You're the devil." "But every devil needs an angel."

Rule #1: Don't fall in love with your master. Rule #2: You are nothing but a servant. Rule number #3: He is always in control. ------------------------------------------------------ "Don't move," he said to (Y/n) when she unwrapped arms from his neck. "Don't touch her," he mumbled. (Y/n) and everyone else jumped when the gun went off. Her cheeks were a soft red, her eyes were widened, her heart was racing, and strands of her hair covered her face, in which Jeremiah brushed to the side with his fingers that weren't pressing against the ground. "Where is (Y/n), Wayne? Hm? You are here because of the offer I asked for," Jeremiah snapped back. ------------------------------------------------------ "I'm in charge now," she whispered when lifting up his chin with a sly smile. -------------------------------------------------------- Story is still on plot yet scenes are mixed up slightly. Under editing as well.

Rule #1: No one will lay a hand on you and live. Rule #2: Never do anything that will sacrifice yourself for me. Rule #3: Only we are in charge here. --------------------------------------------- She didn't know what she needed, only she what she didn't need. "It's not my fault you fell in love with me. The rule was not to, but you broke that one easily," Jeremiah mumbled under his breath. She kissed him deeply on the lips without a thought of hesitation passing through her mind. Jeremiah looked at his hand that was stained and dampened with her blood, and that made him tremble and mutter words uncontrollably. --------------------------------------------- Will be under editing when completed!

-- -- ~He had a soft side, it was just secret~ -- --