(//USED TO BE CALLED "Stalker"!!//) "Who are you?" "Someone you shouldn't be close to." "Then why are you in my room?" (updates: Wednesdays) //WARNINGS// - Paranormality - Violence - BDSM - Smut - Homosexuality

Y/n L/n, was just an ordinary girl, except her tragic past. Her father, mother and brother were murdered at the age of 5 and she witnessed it all, all she saw were two mysterious figures. She has not been able to find whom were the ones responsible for her parents and her brother's death. She will soon find out a new emotion called... Love... "I haven't lost my smile at all... It's right under my nose... I just forgot it was there"

Some things once you've loved them, become yours forever... and if you try to let them go. They only circle back and return to you. They become part of who you are... Or they destroy you.

Jacksepticeye gets nervous for his best friend, Markiplier, who anybody's heard from for days. He gets a call from Mark, and instantly wants to go see him. Well, let's just say he just brought a whole world of shit on himself.

Life was good for Mark, his friends were coming over for a couple of weeks, they plan on getting Drunk when Mark and Wade decide to take a walk. Mark notices a shadowy figure and everything goes down and up hill from there.

⚠️Not gonna continue. I have no motivation for this book anymore, I'm sorry. Nothing is edited, it's to show my growth as a writer I guess,,, b u t Terrible writing ahead 👉🏻😳👉🏻⚠️ ☀Mostly fluff, Sad fluff Cute fluff Pastel fluff And of course, murder fluff You may leave suggestions, just comment them or message me and I'll see what I can do!☀

"You don't have to be afraid of me darling." He whispered to me, I felt a soft touch of goosebumps travel up my skin. "You just need to know that you belong to me." He said finally, I felt my heart beat out of my chest as he said these words. "Do you understand?" He cooed in my ear. "Yes." He smiled against my skin as he lightly kissed and suckled my neck. "Yes who?" He growled, sending a light vibration up my neck, making my mind swirl in all sorts of directions. "Yes, daddy Dark.." As those words left my mouth, I only felt him smile more against my neck. "Attaboy.."

Dark scrolled through the listings. None of them were for him -- none of them were perfect. He was nearing the end of the page when something caught his eye. He clicked on the link. Filling the screen was a green haired boy, one eye blue, one eye green. The name read "Anti -- 27 y/o Ireland" A smile spread across Dark's face. Bingo.