Ayato Kirishima hated humans with a burning passion... Well, except a handful of them, one of which was you. Of course, he didn't like you right away which proves that Kindness and friendship can, indeed, soften a heart {New cover by PixieTiff99}

Twisted. Sanity. You don't remember your past. Your family? It doesn't exist. Feelings? Well what are feelings? Broken. You are broken. Twisted to the point of no return, far from being okay. "Maybe you're not the only one out there who feels this way." - Maybe your soulmate is just an inch away from you. !!Warning!!: Blood, gore, cursing, violence, sexuality Warnings are usually in the title or mentioned in the story if it's very severe. Some things may be triggering for some people, so read at your own "risk". Also: I don't "own" the characters, they're by Sui Ishida (as you probably know). In case you want to read the story in Spanish, @Kuro_Kodoku translated it for you! Go check that out! :) FYI: This was my first full-length fiction ever written down, so it might have 1) more typos 2) short chapters 3) often reused words (for ex.: "therefore"). So far I haven't gotten around to updating it to fix typos and grammar errors, but I do plan on doing so. :) Thank you all for reading, commenting, voting, etc.! It really means a lot & makes me very happy! ♥ :'3

Que fantástica e interesante puede llegar a ser la vida no lo creen. Claro y más aún cuando estás sentado en el borde de una diminuta roca , en lo alto de X edificio obteniendo una vista que pocas personas pueden valorar con exactitud .Lo menos notorio en ese momento , era la gente que caminaban en el centro de la carretera impidiendo el paso de los vehículos ; parecía un hormiguero prácticamente , una encima de la otra . No sabia el porque de estar sentada en ese intento de estatua con formas antiguas ; exacto había mencionado roca , pues era mi punto de vista . Seguía sentada , moviendo mis pies al compás del viento junto a mi cabello rojizo enredándose tapando mi rostro. Seguiría esperando a que alguien viniera y me dijera un "Hola". El cielo oscuro, el viento cálido, los ruidos de los vehículos, los murmullos de la gente, mi cabello en mi rostro, mis pies en el aire. Todo se congeló en ese preciso momento en donde dos personas se acercaron, el cual todo mi atención se dirigió hacia ese chico de aspecto alborotado pero simple , de una tez blanca como la nieve pero dejando ver unas costuras sobre su piel del color rojo al igual que sus ojos escarlatas, aquellos que con una mirada podías sentir una paz interior que ni el mejor paisaje podría brindarte. "Hola soy Suzuya Juuzou "- se presentó un tanto nervioso. "El será tu compañero durante estos tres meses ".- dijo la asistente con un tono autoritario . La verdad que ya no se lo que es tener un "compañero". Pero si se que de algo que estoy muy segura... quiero conocerlo.

You were kidnapped by a ghoul named Big Madam when you were a child and forced to perform in her circus acts with your partner Rei. You've been performing with him for years, wondering if you would ever become free from your "Mama".

Sang Sorenson is dead. Six months after her murder, Sang stumbles home to Sunnyvale Court to find that her house is empty, and has been for a very long time. Around Charleston, nine phones blast out a static shock and blaring alarm, startling their owners out of a restless sleep. Instantly, they are accessing the cameras of the gray house, hearts in their throats. It has been months since the nine have been able to close their eyes without seeing her green ones. Now, through the screens of their phones, she stares back at them. She's disoriented and bloodied, but she's alive. Impossible, isn't it? While the Blackbourne team struggle to come to terms with the sudden appearance of a girl they thought they had lost forever, he's watching. He's been waiting for her to return to him. And when she does, he will never let her go. Never again. • this will probably be a Sang/GB/SB fic • *** This is an Academy FanFic, with characters belonging to C L Stone ***

Pain is nothing Love is everything You and Juuzou both have suffered threw the same bloody pain, from the same evil person, in the same exact room, but what happens when you both get separate. Will you find each other? Will you fall in love? Will thair be more pain? Will you make the right choice? Will you make the wrong choice? Will you ever see him again? 💙Read to find out❤ I do not own any Tokyo Ghoul characters or tokyo ghoul it self I plan to finish this book sooner or later, but now I need to go back and fix all of my gramer/ spelling mistakes.

[2017] Juuzou realiza un vinculo junto a la nueva subordinada de Arima Manami Binuchika, donde unen su lazo de amistad y ¿amor? mediante algo significativo para ambos: unidos por las costuras.

"Aquella cálida noche de Tokyo en el distrito 20, ocurrió un encuentro que cambiaría al 100% la vida de dos jóvenes con problemas psicológicos y carencias afectivas. ¿Es posible que varios trastornos mentales simpaticen a tal punto de entrelazarse? ¿Un mundo lleno de ghouls con hambre de cuerpos humanos dará un respiro a este investigador del CCG para entrar al mundo de esta extraña chica, o el mundo de los ghouls la envolverá a ella abrazándola entre sus garras? Y por último: de sentir nada a sentir todo, ¿quién coserá el corazón de quién?" Advertencia: Contiene contenido +18, sexo, lenguaje adulto, gore, temas médicos y psicológicos, entre otros. Estado: REMASTERIZANDO para retomar escritura para el capítulo 101.

LOVE, LOVE IS | 'Dime dime qué es el amor, cómo se siente estar en las nubes. Dime dime sí me amas.'