He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

𝙃𝙊𝙏 𝙎𝘼𝙐𝘾𝙀- ❝ i got hot sauce in my bag swag i see it, i want it, i stunt, yellow bone it, i dream it, i work hard i grind 'til i own it. ❞

Scarlett is a werewolf from Canada who happens to imprint on the one and only Jacob Black. However, in an attempt to run from his past, Jacob lies about the life he lived before. What will happen when Scar's alpha decides he wants Jacob out of the picture? And what of when Jacobs past comes back to haunt him? Will the two of them be able to move forward, or will their pasts destroy any hope for a future together? This story takes place when Jacob runs off to Canada after receiving an invitation to Bella and Edward's wedding.

❝ when did we start lying to each other? it's like i don't even know you anymore. ❞ ❝ probably when you started hiding the truth. you never came to me and i stopped asking. ❞ » in which no one is safe. not even beacon hills' number one pack mother, joan arcs. » [ IN PROGRESS ] [ started: jan 1, 2017 / ended: tba ] [ season 5 ; stiles stilinski ] [ all characters, plot line, and settings (except for joan arcs, her family, and any other scene I might throw in there) are owned by mtv and jeff davis. ] [ original plot credited to: @fairyhue ] [ cover by: @-lahey ] [ SEQUEL TO 'JOAN' ]

BOOK ONE " the sun will be turned to darkness, and the moon to blood upon the arrival of a ferocious monster that only rose from its cage hidden deep within the confines of supernatural purgatory when nature sought out to avenge the innocence souls that had been lost - its fangs will drip with the blood of its enemies as its luminous eyes shine through the darkness " After a nearly uneventful summer, Aurora and Blade Wolfe return to Beacon Hills High for their sophomore year and at their sides are Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. But they all quickly realize that normalcy was something that they had all taken for granted, but a slight misadventure in the woods while Stiles and Scott were looking for half of a dead mutilated corpse left the latter if the two boys with a gnarly bite that sent all of their lives into a traumatic domino effect. Scott McCall was now destined to lurk in the shadows and howl at the moon for the rest of his life; the dominos immediately start to fall. The growing threat of a legion of werewolf hunters, along with the persistent presence of a werewolf who more than likely wanted to rip all of their throats out, and the murderous Alpha responsible for Scott's curse seemed to take any chance he had to make the group's lives a living hell. Aurora finds herself struggling with her sanity as the line between reality and folklore is dramatically blurred - and during that battle she was led directly into the arms of someone whom she'd never imagined falling for in a million years. [season one & two]

[ BOOK THREE ] ❝That war was a disease. She felt the winds of the gathering storm; could feel the malignity of the immoral gluttony moving through her veins.❞ When the fight ends you can afford to relax. That's the worst part. Winner or loser you have again eyes to see around you. Blood, butchered bodies, bodies penetrated by arrows and bullets. You stir inside, your heart tightens, the feeling of loss wells up. The sense of smell is the next thing to revive, adding a new dimension of pain. It's then the emptiness that swallows you and you mourn inside. Carter began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. She felt it touch her skin, questing, moving, exploring; gliding through her mind. It slipped into her lungs, consuming her heart, behind her eyes and into her mouth. And with the darkness came the blurring of the line between good and evil--using the destruction of her past to persuade her over to the winning side. Everyone in the world can be persuaded with a bit of fortune, especially when a supernatural deadpool is issued and everyone Carter knows and cares about are on it - including herself. She has to once again work to keep herself from being merely another price out for grabs. The events in Beacon Hills are taking its toll on her, and this time, she might not be strong enough to fight back. ❝Whatever we did that night, what those things did to me while I was trapped inside, I think it's still happening.❞ [ season four & five ] [ book three of the silent guardian series ] photo creds: marioantonio23

"I don't know how long it will take or what measures I will have to go to but I promise that I will try my best to fix you." Stella is a freshman, a newbie to Beacon Hills, and the cousin of an oh so infamous hazel-eyed walking spaz attack. But she's different. She's not just any ordinary girl. She's broken. And one not so ordinary boy may be the key to putting her shattered pieces back together. he will try his best t o f i x h e r [ season 4 ] { book 1 } Best Rankings #3 in Werewolf » 7/7/2015 #4 in Dunbar » 7/8/2019 #1 Liamdunbarfanfic » 1/25/2020

Somewhere amidst bloodthirsty werewolves and vengeful hunters, Carson Bradley did the one thing she thought she never would: she fell for her best friend. (season 1, book 1)

❝All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head of a wolf. No other decent stories exist.❞ - - Margaret Atwood

"'I'm not a hero.' He remembers this like the echo of every word he's said after. He wasn't a hero, no he was not; however in that moment, he'd have given anything to be one." Stiles Stilinski fanfiction written by WITHEREDHEROISM on tumblr