"Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it." Cynthia Micheals has just about everything wrong with her as is possible. She cuts herself. She starves herself. She belittles herself. And no one has ever cared enough to stop her. But the new school year drags along a new, shockingly young Art teacher who takes notice right away. And maybe cares a little more than he should. WARNING: This is old, not very good, and the ending is very rushed, because the story was going flat. For the most part, it's bad, beginning to end. so, yeah, I'm basically COMPLETELY ASHAMED THAT THIS EVEN EXISTS. And despite that shame, I am currently rewriting it, check it out

Sequel to Fuck is a Bad Word! You and Brendon are struggling to settle down together in LA, but throughout the adventure of it all, you learn many things: about Brendon, about LA, about the music industry, but there is one dreaded thing you learn about the most. The media. Cover by me! UPDATES ARE EVERY SUNDAY! <Once again, Sarah Urie will not be in this story, but I have nothing against her and no ill will toward her. Much love to Sarah!>

"Hey, you there in the middle." At a Panic! At The Disco concert, you manage to catch Brendon Urie's attention. . . Enough to make him fall in love with you. He begins to constantly brighten your day with your shared love for coffee, your duets, his smug jokes, and he never fails to find a way to make you warm up to him. But when you're met with trouble and a few bruises, what decision will the both of you make? To stay together and be physically hurt, or stay apart and be mentally hurt? "I'll never replace you, Brendon. This may sound cliché, but I couldn't even if I wanted to." Sequel is published! Go check it out! ///NEW COVER/// Cover made by me! @Maker_of_History made the first two covers in the history of this book! They did an amazing job! Gotta love 'em. [Brendon's wife will not be in this story. However, I have nothing against her. Much love to Sarah ❤️]

His parents died in a car crash, He is said to still be alive. Only a few people have seen him and when they tell their stories, they disappear forever and no one can find them. People say he lives in Lockdown. Lockdown is a part of town no one is allowed because everyone who enters, never comes back. Some people say they drive pass Lockdown and see him standing at the gate, staring at anyone who passes. What happens when a certain Scott Hoying goes in? (Scomiche) A/N this is a short story, so things will move fast

He knelt down, twisting his head that was partially cloaked by the hood of his robe to face me. His pale jaw opened to speak, those familiar pearly hints of sliver eyes catching mine for a split second. "Live a little Primrose." Primrose Solaris Snape, daughter of the famous Severus Snape has finally advanced to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Thrown into the depths of Hogwarts, she meets exhilaratingly unique characters-but only one catches her eye. DRACO MALFOY FAN-FICTION UNDER GOING SERIOUS EDITING

This club is loud, too loud. Liam left me here, in the middle of the dance floor to go take some random slut home. Everything is blurry due to all of the alcohol in my system, but I honestly couldn't care less. While trying to pick one of the girls who were staring me down from across room, I felt someone tap my shoulder. Little did I know that the girl who tapped my shoulder will be the reason I beat up a group of guys, rob a local CVS, and end up in the police station by the end of the night. How did I even end up here? Who is this girl that's been driving me crazy all night? And why do I want to see here again? Why am I willing not to have just a one night stand?

No one knows what goes on behind closed doors in a Mansion run by the King and Queen. No one knows what the Royals go through day to day, whether it be good or bad. So what could be so bad to make a young Prince want to leave? WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT.

Louis Tomlinson is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. He always has things planned out ahead of time, until he meets a boy named Harry, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters his plans. note: chapters should be fixed and in order as I update. If any chapters are missing, it's probably because Wattpad marked them as mature. In order to see those chapters, you must add them to your library.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

"Do you love me?" He asks, his face showing no sign of emotion. "Sir yes sir." I choke, my voice cracking.