They were the first person he ever really cared about, besides his sibling and mother. No other person really interested him. They were different. It hit him like a truck, when he saw her cute smile and that positive attitude of her. He fell in love at first sight. Although because of his pride, he wouldn't accept it at first. He simply denied his feelings towards them. But what would happen, if he'll accept it in the end? Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and Pokémon! Well, I actually do own Reader?

AU. What if Moon, Sun, Hau, Lillie and Gladion were just everyday middle school students? What type of lives would they lead and what experiences would they have? Based on the characters from the games Pokemon Sun and Moon. Colored cover on the way. Artwork is originally mine, so no taking, thanks!

((MAJOR SPOILERS)) A fanfic of Pokemon Sun/Moon, about a girl moving to the Alola Region, similar to our Hawaii, trying to become the champion and complete all of the island challenges. But she gets distracted by a gang called Team Skull and their mysterious, and very attractive enforcer. Art is not made by me, credit to the artist. Thank you for reading! If you like it make sure to vote! It would mean a lot to me!💖 ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

What would happen if the Pokémon characters had Facebook? Horrible things? Dramatic things? Weird things? Irrelevant things? Unnecessary things? The possibilities are endless!! Read along as Ash and many other characters enjoy/hate the life that is Facebook. No matter how many times they may hit refresh, nothing new will ever happen. [Book two out]

Ever since I was little, I only had one fear. It wasn't like one of those silly fears of being afraid of a snake or getting lost in a crowd of people. I was afraid of losing my best friend. Then the unexpected happened. The fear I had slowly became a reality. Caleb Logan LeBlanc passed away on October 10th, 2015, the day my world fell apart. I had lost my one and only best friend. I became depressed and upset. I never came out of my room, felt like eating, or even talking to anyone. I cried myself to sleep each and every night wishing for some possible way for him to come back. Then one day, I came upon some quote. "If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again." What if memories could build a lane to Heaven? Not literally, but like closer to Caleb some how? I pulled out a journal and started writing. Writing every detail of memories of Caleb and I. I wrote down the story of us.