Crime is rife in this city. Murderers and thieves and corrupt politicians. Thankfully, the city has a hero, and many people are grateful for his presence-including a young high school girl, who lives with her uncle and has a secret to hide. She's gotten good at hiding it, too. She can convince anyone that she's fine-including, to an extent, herself. But when she is assigned to tutor one of her classmates, she discovers that he has a secret of his own. A secret far more dangerous than hers. And he's not the only one-the city is riddled with secrets. How far is she willing to go to uncover them? How far is he willing to go to keep her safe? And how far are they willing to go for each other when their feelings begin to shift? spider man!w2s x reader

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

❝ You got everyone's hearts, but you fall In love with your own hater ? ❞ A fanfic where Quackity Catches feelings for A twitch streamer that Dislikes him.

Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

A story of you and your childhood bestfriend reuniting after 7 years. Was it fate? Destiny? It must be... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- !! A Tubbo X Female Reader Fanfiction !! Author Notes: * Reader is FEMALE O_O * NO SMUT! JUST FLUFF!! AND OCCASIONALLY EMOTIONAL HEARTACHE!! NOTHING MORE!!! 😒 * This was just a random idea I came up with after watching an anime. Don't mind it that much---

A letter from Dean to Seamus, and Seamus's reply. CONTENT WARNING: SUICIDE

Clandestine adjective kept secret or done secretively, especially because illicit. "she deserved better than these clandestine meetings" "..never to know the truth." "It was him.."

Draco Malfoy was breaking apart. The people around him were tearing him to pieces and not bothering to help him put them together again. So Draco fled. He ran away from the things that were braking him and went somewhere no one could find him, somewhere that was safe. And now Harry, who's on the run from a psychotic werewolf, needs somewhere like that. Somewhere no one can follow him, somewhere he can relax from finding Horcruxes and whatnot. And Draco's place is the perfect place. And while he's there, maybe he can fix Draco?