You had been in a serious car crash, hitting the windshield. You lost everything about Mark. You wake up and have no idea who he is, but he is determined to make you remember everything so he doesn't lose you. Will you regain your memories? If so, will they be happy, sad, or both? What will you remember?

"My friend Mark made me join this stupid website... but... do you wanna talk anyway?" Yes, I know there are several stories like this but I really like this concept so I wanted to do one anyway... sorry ✌️ Match.com was not my idea, it is its own website which I respect, and do not intend to use it as my own, as I did not create it. also, I have no idea how Match works, so let's go with what's here. #5 mcloughlin #32 online #12 jacksepticeye

psa please dont read this its very cringe

This story is based off of my life. Almost everything in this story has happened to me. Please do not read if easily triggered by these topics: Abuse Self harm Disorders Depression PTSD Seizures Anxiety Harsh language Blood Etc. I upload when I can.

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

-An instructional manual that explains the most imperative steps to cuddling in a leather jacket.- Jack is an adorable, pastel boy who lives in a pretend world of perfection and innocence. But he's had a past of horrible relationships and now lives with a marijuana-smoking man-whore named Felix. Jack is living under horrible circumstances, but Felix keeps the wool pulled over his eyes with promises of protection from others. Mark lives in a frat house with some of the most intimidating guys on campus, but in reality, they're all goofy gamer guys that just so happen to love heavy metal and piercings. Jack and Mark met one day in July during a heavy metal concert; not under the best circumstances, but it sends them both into a spell of quixotry that will last for the rest of their lives. (WARNING - this book discusses sensitive topics such as: Physical abuse, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, substance abuse (drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes), severe anxiety, obsessive compulsive disorder, and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.)

Chapter 12- Rule 893C : - Your not allowed to (gently) touch one of your students, no matter what. FINISHED!

You have just lost your home. Everything. You sit at the apartment crying. He still has to get home. What home exactly? You are scared you might get another beating from him. Nothing can save you now. What will happen? Follow me: Facebook ID: Scarlett Winchester Twitter Mention: @SPN_Fandom0048 Instagram: Winchester._.Wonderland._.2376 Kik: DeanWinchester2204 Copyright @DeanWinchester2204 © 2017 All Rights Reserved **DO NOT use or translate without my permission**

Jack comes over to LA to spend a day or two with Markiplier before, and while, PAX comes around. They become closer as they make a collab and share the PAX experience; all the while Mark has to work on seducing Sean before he goes back home. Sequel: My Everything - DiamondWinters https://www.wattpad.com/story/87163093-my-everything-septiplier-story P.S: Don't read this. The end sucks. I am sorry everyone.

For most people, he is known as jacksepticeye, but you knew him as Sean William McLoughlin. You used to attend the same high school as Sean, and after a while you couldn't help but to fall victim to his charm. Many memories are carried with this, as you managed to date for a few years before high school graduation. Although you had made many promises to stay in contact, it could not keep your relationship thriving. You had moved to America, leaving behind Sean to pursue your dreams in college. What will happen when you get washed up with high school memories? Read and find out! :>