There's something about him, something shes drawn to. Could it be his eyes? As red as the blood he drains. Could it be his smile? As beautiful as the moon late at night. Could it be his hair? Forever changing hue after each victim. Could it be his speed? Though it matches hers, he amazes her by appearing in a flash Or could it simply be their eternal love? Highest Ranking: Vampire #124

People aren't always as they seem. And that's what she realised; That she wasn't all she seemed. And neither were they. Disclaimer: I wrote the majority of this when I was 13. I am now 16. The writing gets better, I promise. Thankyou! //lovemelikeyouusedto • okay this is really badly written especially at the beginning but you guys seem to like it •

Tate Walker is an 18 year old girl with a fear of, well, fear itself. She grew up around fear all her life due to her abusive father who ended up dying a few months before her birthday. After a few weeks of grieving, her mother decides to start a new life by moving to uptown New York City where Tate meets a black haired boy filled with mystery and pain. Her curiosity gets the best of her and she ends up spending more time than expected with him. This causes a friendship to grow. Hell, maybe even something more. Little did Tate know that the fear she thought she escaped was standing in front of her the whole time? PLEASE ASK BEFORE TRANSLATING

"You're a demon, just like me." Calum whispered. "A demon?" Mia asked. "The voices. They tell you to do evil. They are demons, and the doctors are scared."

"You're our bodyguard? Seriously? You're a girl. She's a girl. She can't protect us. How old are you? Sixteen?" "Michael... she looks like she is about to flip shit. I think you should shut the hell up before you end up on your ass." "Well, your band mate, Luke, is not wrong. For your information, I am twenty-one years old and just because I'm a girl, doesn't mean I can't kick some ass. So, Mr. Clifford, would you like to keep running your mouth?"

Don't get too close, it's dark inside, it's where my demons hide. Chicklit #184

What started out as a job became something more. Is an incubus capable of love?

"I was sent here with a mission," He spoke lowly, his voice sounding deep and husky. "And very specific orders." His hazel eyes seemed to darken in color. "What kind of orders?" I asked in a soft voice. His eyes bore into mine as he walked closer to me. With every step he took towards me was a step back away from him I took. My back hit the wall and he stood directly in front of me. He trapped me with his hands on either side of my head. "Let's just say, it involved not doing this," He said inching closer. His soft full lips pressed hungrily against mine in a heated kiss.

Hopeless. Freak. Elephant. Pitiful. These are the words of skinny, a vicious voice that lives inside 17 year old Lydia Ferall's head. Skinny tells her all the dark unsaid thoughts her classmates are thinking of her. Lydia knows that shes overweight and will never be loved, and Skinny makes sure that she'll never forget that. Lydia undergoes a risky surgery that may help her loose weight and start over but that's not so easy while she's trying to battle the demons inside her head at the same time. Will Lydia ever stop the evil voice inside her head to find her own? Will someone special to Lydia help her? (This fanfiction is based on a book "Skinny" by Donna Cooper. I just turned the story into a 5sos Fanfiction.)

B O O K 1 "We all have our demons... I just choose to feed mine..." He said, with that dirty smirk, proud of himself, like if it was something a normal person would say. WARNING: This story may contain sexual content, vulgar language and more, read at your own risk. Please enjoy and thanks for reading. [COMPLETED]