My astonishment orchestrates a gasp in my lungs, glues a hand to my mouth as I stare surprised at the mess on the bedroom floor who still hasn't recovered, and through this all I can only shape one sentence that sums everything up pretty well, a sentence that pains me to say. "You're sick, Lucien." All my companion does is install a narrow tunnel into his eyes, a conviction like no other. "Isn't every writer?" All Allen Ginsberg needs is a library book on rhyme and meter, things he absolutely abhors for being so ever present yet things he requires for his blog article. What he finds is rather a young librarian and writer by the name of Lucien Carr, choking on cigarettes and booze and the glamorous life of deterioration -- and just like his writing, it's quite magnificent. ~~Wattpad Featured Book 19 September, 2016~~

❝You and me, darlin', we're gonna have a whale of a time...❞ Shortly after her sixteenth birthday, Tamsyn James has her first encounter with the Fae - a deadly group of beings from a place called the Otherworld. Not long after finding out she's one of them, Tamsyn falls under the radar of Westley, a Sorcerer that wants nothing more than the destruction of Titania, the Ice Queen, and ruler of the Unseelie Court. With one foot in the Human realm and one in the Otherworld, Tamsyn struggles to find her place as she uses her new powers to handle the Fae and track down a killer loose in Harbor Village. Will her gift be enough to bring down her enemies? Or will Tamsyn fall prey to what calls from the dark?

As with anyone, there are parts of all stories you keep secret from the world. For example, you probably wouldn't want to admit you sprained your ankle tripping on paper when you were seven. But what if your stories and secrets were so much worse? What if you're Peter Parker, and all you can see is the deaths you've caused, and carry with you day after day? This story will show Peter's physical and metaphorical masks, and how Tony Stark seems to break through them all. - Background: Tony first meets Peter without the suit as a happy, excited intern who hides his problems. Later in the fic he (AUNT) may or (AUNT) may not discover Peter's " extracurricular activities. " This fic may later contain Infinity War spoilers. - Please keep in mind that I have never wrote for this fandom before. As much as I may love the MCU, I may have a few facts wrong or some odd characterization of minor characters. Please bear with me and help me fix those mistakes. :) Highest ranking: #1 in marvelfanfic, #1 in mcufanfic, #1 in irondad, #1 in ironman, #2 in nickfury #1 in steverogers, #1 in spider-man, #1 in spiderman, and #2 in stark SPECIAL THANKS TO @TONYSBOYTOY FOR THE CREATION OF THIS FIC. An absolutely amazing motivator, artist, and person. She's stunning. Highkey reccommend checking her page out! 😍 ALSO, SPECIAL THANKS TO @mischiefofgod FOR THE COVER. I LOVE IT SM possible tw and teen+ language used

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED "He squints his eyes at me with an intense glare that makes me squirm. I don't know if it's the intense pain in my shoulder or his stare, but something sends a shiver down my spine. I have now extended to my full height and look up to realize this guy is towering over me, not looking too happy. I become aware of our close proximity and take a step back, averting my eyes from his intense gaze. I clear my throat and fumble with the edge of my apron, looking down as I say, 'Sorry 'bout that.' I hear no response. I wait a moment, then I look up and he's gone." Spencer Hastings knows one thing for sure: he hates Jack Summers. Everything about him. He hates his rude manners, his intense stare, his restless movements. But he just can't lay a finger on why Jack Summers unnerves him so much. Until now. WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT Updated (bi)weekly on Friday (sometimes updated 1-2 times/week on Wednesdays) BUT CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITE PLEASE LOOK AT LAST CHAPTER FOR EXPLANATION, NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED Highest Rankings: #16 (out of 1.1 million) romance #7 gay #3 gayboys gayships #2 gaylove bxblove gayfanfic gayness #1 wattpride gaycharacter lgbtfiction guyxguy happyending gaypride gaylovestory gayfiction gayaf lgbt Please don't judge too harshly, this is a rough first draft, but I work very hard on it so please still read:-) Comment any suggestions you have or if you'd like to help support each other's stories!

February 19th, 2018 He is test subject Three-eleven-thirteen. Ellie for short. He's human. Remarkable. He can breathe freely, no tubes. His heart has adapted to beating on it's own. He opened his eyes yesterday, we looked at one another. He looked at me, truly looked at me. My daughter, Ripley, tried speaking with him, but he didn't understand. I will have her keep working with him. He will speak. February 23rd, 2018 He is standing. His bones are still fragile, but he is gaining muscle rapidly. This is incredible progress in such little time. Everything is going as planned, though his fingernails are black. They weren't black yesterday. March 13th, 2018 Ellie attacked Ripley last night. He will be kept in restraints from now on. March 27th, 2018 My God he is strong. The mysterious blackness that had formed in his fingernails is now flowing in his veins. Whatever this black liquid is, it's possessing him. April 4th, 2018 He bit me last night. I can feel the mystery in my veins. What is this? April 5th, 2018 Test subject three-eleven-thirteen, Ellie, will no longer be a patient of mine. I have locked him up in a cell in my lab. I fear him. He will stay in that cell for God knows how long until he starves to death. I am a coward. April 6th, 2018 I can't tolerate this. I think I'm truly losing it. My memories, my spirit, I feel them being eaten by this black virus. I have to end this tonight. I have to end myself tonight. I have too. Ripley, my sweet daughter, I love you baby. I am sorry for creating that abomination. I am so sorry.

Aliera the matriarch of the coven of black witches is ruthless, and only Evan's heart will do. She has hunted his line since his grandfathers time, and now she wants him. when war arises and the mysterious leader of the the black witch legion makes himself known. Will Evan's heart get what it wants, or will it be cut from his chest.

"Where am I?" "This can't be real..." These words are echoed through a dark room by its prisoners, left with the impossible task of escaping and discovering why they were brought there. They yearn for freedom, but once the doors finally open, they are met with an unspeakable horror that will change their lives forever.

✴•Book 2 of the Pirate Series•✴ Ronan Vome is one of the most feared pirates to roam the seas alongside his younger brother, Levan Vome. Ronan was content with his life of invading ships to angering the Royal Guard for his personal amusement. But Ronan is forced to disrupt his "easy" lifestyle whens news of a long time enemy from foreign waters has been sabotaging his and Levan's trades in the Bermudas. As if they knew trouble was brewing, the Royal Guard begins to move in on the two pirates as they hunt down Levan in hopes of "rescuing" his lover, Arlow. While being the fearsome pirate captain he is, Ronan tries to be the protective elder brother in hopes of ensuring his brother's chance at love, even if it meant forfeiting his own chances or getting killed. And in the midst of all the chaos, Ronan may just learn that not every member of the Royal Guard is an enemy. (Yes this book is MxM as well and I intend for it to be hella gay so if that isn't your thing then scoot your butt to elsewhere) Work Progress: {Feb.14,2017 - }

Sebastian, the one and only son of the king of England, is running for his life. Meanwhile Captain Walker is preparing his crew to raid the next cargo ship they've been targeting. These two very different people whose paths would've never usually crossed are about to meet. And this is their story.