Kousei Arima went to a prestigious music school, the same one as you in fact! You envy him because he didn't have to move to come to the school (he didn't go to the school he wanted to go to in the anime because he didn't want to leave Tsubaki). One day you encounter him, and he's not the guy you had imagined. But what is this feeling you're having? It's not love... is it? A Kousei Arima x reader story! First x reader book! Yipee! Gonna try my hardest! (Wow. Way too many exclamation marks.) ฅ(*ΦωΦ*) ฅ

Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Serena Scarlet, Erza Scarlet's sister, is a dragon slayer. Believe it or not her dragon was the acnologia himself. He felt sympathy for the girl so he told her of her real family before he left. What happens when team natsu is transported to a new unfamiliar world. Dont own the characters except my OC's dont own the cover Enjoy my dollies ~~ and again not writing about how you got there.

Kokoro "Sakura" Haninozuka is the younger sister of Mitsukuni "Honey" Haninozuka who has just joined Ouran High School as a First Year. What will happen when Kokoro finds out about her brother being in Ouran High School Host Club? What will Honey and the others say when they find out Honey has a sister? Will her dream come true? *Authors Note: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club! Only my original character Kokoro "Sakura" Haninozuka. I hope you enjoy ~ Lizzi

Mori has a sister and Kyoya definitely has a thing for her and everyone knows it. My descriptions always suck sorry

You are Mori's sister. You and Mori only have each other. Until, one day Mori forgets his lunch at home. You bring it to him while he is working at the club. You walk around and accidentally break a priceless vase. Now you are stuck as a host, but Mori is there to help you along the way. You are also there to help him too.

Version 2.0 of this story is out now! Go check it out!

It was just one incredibly normal (boring) day in the Host Club, when... "BAM!!" "TAMAKIIII!!!" " Ah... AHH... AAAHHHH!!!!!" "TAMAKI!!! HOW DARE YOU NOT GREET ME IN THE AIRPORT??!! I HAVNT SEEN YOU IN SEVEN YEARS!!! IS THAT HOW YOUR GOING TO TREAT ME???!! YOUR GOING TO DIIIIEEEE!!!!!!! " N-Nee-chan!!" ☆☆☆ Currently on Hiatus This is a very slight (my ass) crackfic *Warning* The epitome of amateur-ness This fanfiction is only for my own amusement and practice, so if you cringe, barf, or have a brain fart, go ahead. If you complain about it, don't say I didn't warn you. ▪♧○♢●♡□♤■□♤●♡○♢▪♧○♢○♡□♤■□♤●♡○♢▪♧○♢●♡ Disclaimer --- I DO NOT own the anime Ouran High School Host Club. It is owned by Bisco Hatori, author of this anime and manga. Also, this fanfiction is one of my first ones, so it's not the best. If you don't like it, please forgive meh incompetence [•_•]

Two Girls. One is the illegitimate daughter of an aristocrat and a commoner. The other thought she was born into her prestigious family. Each of them attends Ouran Academy, a school well-known for it's many aristocratic families involved in its operation. Misaki and Yukiko know of the host club, in the way that the exclusive class of the elite all know each other. But when a commoner by the name of Haruhi Fujioka arrives and breaks a vase that was to be the main piece at an auction, they end up assisting Haruhi in paying off her debt by becoming hostesses, faster than you can say "Kiss, kiss, fall in love." Told from both Yukiko and Misaki's perspectives comes a story of love, envy, and of course, the silliness of the host club we all know and love.