'Merlin, you're not fine! You're- you're so far from fine! You died right before my eyes!' Lancelot shouted, disbelieving his own words as he tries to convey the seriousness of the situation. 'Right here Merlin! In my arms!' His chest heaved with the unspoken words he wanted to express even as they died on his lips. ________ Everything changes when Merlin discovers the real destiny the fates had in store for him. The real meaning of the title he was given at birth, Emrys.

⚠️!Omega Verse!⚠️ Once young and a small prince, kicked out to the roads for a mistake he didn't make. Years pass and he became a useless servant, an unused, pushed around, unwanted servant, in the Bakugo Kingdom. Until it was time to pick the professional servants. Only a few to none are picked by the Queen. Until she can't attend. And Prince Katsuki sneaks out to attend instead. The aggressive alpha that usually isn't allowed by the servants. Has to pick the professionals. How might this go down? Continue reading to find out.

"Fuck, I must seem like such a mess," Hitoshi says. "Don't say that. You're not a mess." "I kinda fuckin' am. And you just. You're like, all... Adulty. You've got your shit together." Katsuki snorts. "I have, in no sense of the words, got my 'shit together'. I'm literally bumming at your apartment." "You aren't 'bumming.' You clean and you cook for me- it's fucking great." He smiles slightly at Katsuki's disgruntled face. "And you get me laid, so." ** Bakugou is back from his year and a half in America and through certain circumstances ends up Hitoshi's impromtu roommate. It turns out to be a better fit than he originally thought it would be.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Izuku doesn't cry. He is a weapon, and weapons don't weep. He won't cry until the battle, when he's falling through the air, when it settles in just how real it is that he's going to die, because yeah, the doctor warned him this would happen, but there's always been a part of Izuku that thought he'd live forever. Just like his father told him. Or, how a few heroes help Midoriya Izuku become something more than a lost vigilante. 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙜𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙧

Hermione is the "Brightest Witch of her Age": she follows the rules and she only breaks curfew to fulfil her prefect duties. That is until one night in a dusty broom cupboard with a certain Slytherin. She may have just made the worst decision of her life. Or the best? *COMPLETED* Disclaimer: I don't own the world of Harry Potter (unfortunately). Another Disclaimer: if you're looking for toxic Draco, you're probably NOT going to find him here but I hope you like him anyway! Three cheers for ✨soft✨ Draco!!!

Everything he loved, became everything he lost. Izuku Midoriya learned just how precious life truly was at a young age. He decides to take matters into his own hands by making sure his mother's death wasn't in vain. he's left to become a vigilante. or story where izuku's mom dies in a car crash and izuku is left blind and sick. He decides that if he cant be a hero, he'll be a vigilante This is the story of how Izuku became the greatest hero this world has ever known. It doesn't have to be legal though. Story inspired by daredevil~

''After a few seconds of them staring at one another, Dante finally spoke. But his voice had changed; it was breathless and soft, echoing with a sweetness that Nate could have never imagined existed within him. With the knife left on his palm for Nate to grab, he cooed sheepishly, "Can you...tease me...with this?" Nate Kennedy was devastated when his parents announced their moving overseas. As for him, he was forced to move to a new city, get an apartment near his aunt and enroll in a brand new school. It all started going left when he encountered an assassin named Dante Hercules known not only in their city, but across the entire territory. But Nate didn't know he was an assassin when Nate threatened to kill him after Dante had laid a hand on his aunt. Neither did he know that Dante was into submissive sexual pleasure, relished being dominated violently and carelessly. He had been looking for someone for years and years, until now; he found Nate Kennedy. That is the deal; Nate must keep Dante sexually satisfied. If he fails, he dies, without any remorse. But that was what he thought in the beginning; what happens when emotions start to get involved? When one falls in love with the other? When the dangerous lifestyle of Dante puts Nate's life in jeopardy, which he never thought he would care for?

Naruto as you know has always led a harsh life. His comrades keep failing to notice that he is falling apart and to add salt to his fatal wounds, they abuse him verbally making his mental state go from bad to worse. Can Naruto keep up this facade or will he die trying?

Dante Harris was running. Running from an abusive past. Running from a messy break up. Running from the life he left in the small city of Round Rock Texas. Somehow this small town boy has found himself in the busy streets of New York City, and in the arms of one Samuel Deminico (not intentionally of course). Sammy's managed to survive in the Big Apple all his life. The city has brought him major once in a lifetime opportunities, such as opening up his dream boxing gym. He never thought he'd need to use his self defense moves outside of the ring... but one particular crackhead proved him wrong the night of April 15th. That was when Sammy met Dante. •• "You ever get punched in the face by a crackhead?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Then don't speak on it like you've been punched in the face by a crackhead." *this book is unedited