It was 3:00AM when it all happened. When I meet the sweetest guy in the world, when I did something new and exciting, when I finally broke my shell of shyness, when I almost died. 3:00AM. Zak Bagans fan fic

Zak Bagans and the Ghost Adventures crew investigate a home that is connected with Zak's Past. What Will they find in this large house that has been abandoned for years?

Torment. Sorrow. Despair. Zak feels them all now. They are his constant companion when he is surrounded by people. Zak had always been that cocky ghost hunter who taunted and dared spirits to come out and take their best shot at him. That is until; five months ago when one evil entity took him up on that challenge … and won. Now thanks to that investigation that went awry he is changed. Zak Bagans is darker, more cynical, and he has a new talent. A small token his incident left him with and now he is struggling to adjust to his new life … his new so called gift. Although Zak does not recall much from that awful night where his life changed he isn’t even sure that the evil that entered his body left … for all he knew the dark creature still resided deep inside him, waiting … but he can’t let that stop him from finishing his work. He is so close to the answers he has been seeking for all these years, he knows he can prove there was doorways, portals to other realms, too where the dead reside. He just needs more time … Something he isn’t sure he has much left.

This Is a story about a girl named Lillian who can see ghost and her best friend Rose is always crazy. What would happen if you put these two in a room with the Ghost Adventures Crew? Will love brew or rivalry especially if Travel Channel starts a new show called 'For The Love Of Ghosts'? You are the one to discover the truth. The question is if you want to know the truth?

A steamy romance fan fiction about Zak Bagans and Aaron Goodwin...with a love triangle involving...Nick... :o

~ W A T T P A D F E A T U R E D ~ A Natasha Romanoff & Clint Barton origin story. ❝My name is Natalia Alianovna Romanova and I work for the KGB. But my life is something of a lie. I work for no one. I work for myself. And I always work alone. I have a very specific skill set. I have charm. I have wit. I have sex appeal. I play to the common weaknesses of men, pulling them in on an invisible thread, ensnaring them in my inescapable web and striking mercilessly like a poisonous spider. For that reason, they call me the Black Widow. I'm cunning, ruthless and utterly unstoppable. I am a one woman fighting machine. I can do more damaged unarmed than most people could do armed. ❞ ❝My name is Clinton Francis Barton and I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm the deadliest agent they have on a squad of suits and scientists. I'm the masked vigilante with a bow and arrow and I never miss. I have keen eyes. I have perfect aim. I have agility. I can shoot down any adversary from any distance, and they never see me coming. They call me Hawkeye, because I have the vision of a bird of prey and I strike just as precisely. I'm strong, I'm dexterous and utterly remarkable. I'm a one man invasion. I can cause more destruction with a Palaeolithic weapon than most people can do with a gun.❞ Two nomadic souls; one American, one Russian. Completely unlike one another. Or so they think. This is a tale of prejudice, politics and passion in Budapest. #60 in Fanfiction (23/10/2015)

We all thought we knew hetalia..

The title is pretty self explanatory I guess. Welcome to my trashcan. I'm sorry but it appears you're 100% Hetalian. There's no turning back now Hetalia: Countries have never been so different

lol like the title says this is random. waring this may include: german sparkle parties , btt ( bad touch trio ) , admin-san , iggybrows , pasta , and everything that is considered hetalia . With that I present you this thingy that I call a story. (( sorry if it's horrible this is my first story online ))