Kirishima and Kaminari are best friends, they're inseparable, but what happens when one has a crush on the other? Or if they both liked each other without either having the nerves to confess? --quirks and heroes don't exist in this story-- I'm not that great at descriptions or writing in general but I hope this is at least enjoyable :) (Note added 16/09/18) - this story has been #1 in KiriKami for a while now and it makes me really happy that people actually enjoy this book even though it's terrible, thank you to everyone who reads it and votes on it!

Don't read this. Get off Wattpad. This is sad. Go touch grass. Go watch cocomelon.

Jocelyn had always dreamed of finding her mate. On her 16th birthday, she was ready for her happy ever after. When she met Viktor, her dreams crashed. Once he found out she was his mate, he rejected her instantly. She was crushed and left the pack with her family. She meets and finds a new pack. She finds a whole knew life for herself. She finds out that she is part of a royal bloodline and even gets a new mate. When she finds out that she is pregnant, she also finds out that she and her family have to go back and help her old pack. This is my first story so sorry if it sucks. Leave me a comment if you find something that can might make it better. But I hope you guys like it! I am working on it, but I work full time and go to school full time so just bare with me!! I promise I will get to finishing it!!!

☞❀✧⊰/ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ\⊱✧❀☜ A Modern Ciel X Alois. Warning ⚠️: This story contains Smut and Mood Swings! Read At Your Own Risk!

"And Marinette, you're moving in with Adrien" One month... Thirty days... How am I gonna survive this? Adrienette ✅ Marichat ✅ Fluff ✅ No sin, smut or lemon... Credits to @MarinetteAdrien4Lyfe for the cover. I do not own any of these characters. #709 in Fanfiction - 5/5/2018 #9 in miraculous - 8/6/2018

"Watch where you’re going nerd!" Someone said knocking me down, while sending my books flying. I let out a sigh as I crouched down, collecting my books from the floor. Once I got up I saw the person who called me nerd a few seconds ago was standing in front of me wearing a smug expression. "What's wrong nerd? Cat got your tongue?" I looked around the hallway, noticing that we’ve drawn a crowd. "What are you mute?" I rolled my eyes as I began to walk away, only to be pulled back and slammed against the lockers. I heard a few gasps coming from our audience. He seemed like a jerk, and judging by what he had just done, I was right. However, he was extremely good looking I had to give him that, with dark brown hair seemed sticking out in all directions and dark brown eyes. "Listen nerd, I don't know who you think you are but no one walks away from me when I talk to them. Got it?" He hissed at me. I let out a chuckle. This guy was unbelievable. "You don't own me, so I suggest you let go of me before I do something that you will regret." I said in a bored tone. His brown eyes narrowed at me, as he let out what seems to be a forced out laugh. "Oh, so the nerd does talk." I heard a few people snickering as he let go of my arm. "I am going to let you go, nerd. But, trust me this isn't over." He whispered into my ear. * Alice "Ali" Montclair has a secret she's the daughter of the man who runs the country- The President. When her father dropped the news that he was going to run for president seven years ago. Alice was happy for her dad up until her whole life gets turned upside down. Fast forward seven years, Alice finally gets the chance to go to back to school and it wasn't any regular school it was high school. When she angers the schools bad boy, her life gets even more complicated. She starts to struggle with school, friends and above all being The President's Daughter. Cover Credits: @heysaleena Trailer Credits: @itsjustmejessica14

Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

I still have the newspaper clipping. It's a picture of me the first day of my existence, at least, it's the first day I remember. That was three years ago, when a photographer snapped the photo of me walking weirdly around the scene of a deadly car accident. My pale skin shone brightly against the wreckage as my blonde, almost white, hair hung limply past my shoulders. Unlike the people inside the vehicles, I was uninjured.