Reader will use they/them pronouns by default. I can't believe I'm making more x reader stories. Oh well. Please read the rules, thank you. Cover edit by Me Art by Flying Bark Productions

Alrighty! This is based of the awesome movie New Gods: Nezha Reborn! I saw that there weren't many fanfics over our lovely monkey man, so I decided to write one myself! In here Reader is the wife of our masked stranger(I know real original K80) But I hope you enjoy! Here's a teaser.. The sounds of tires screeching and engines roaring filled your ears; your eyes tracked the racers as they sped through the starting line. Your hands rested on the railing in front of you, beside you the form of your husband stood. His body leaned over the railing as he watched excitedly. His head turned to you as he asked, "Where'd you find this batch love?!" You softly chuckle at his exuberance before replying, "Oh, nowhere special just around the city. However, I believe the race will be more than thrilling." He laughed, reaching a hand to turn his mask's eyes. Flipping them to the cheery half smile, your lover responded with, "I have no doubt dear! You always plan the best races!"

You are just a normal girl growing up in an apartment in New York City. One day after your mother and brother have a fight about him being jobless, you seek out your own job. But when you fall out of a window high above the streets of New York, who is there to save you? Now you can not be ignored as your life is in danger. So the question is, why me?

This story is for females..... ok, let's get some basics out here. You went to Camp Crystal Lake as a child, and you make friends with Jason.(like every fan fiction) You're different from the other kids. Mot because of how you think or acts. It's because of who you are and who your father is. If you want to know more about it, I suggest you read. Welp, I'm out! ⭐~🐇🦌~⭐

"I understand you think you love him, but he is a serial killer, (Y/n)." The doctor said. You glared at him, hate filling your heart. Jason is a serial killer yes but he would spare those you asked him to. The ones who would abuse drugs and hurt others would not get a mercy plea. Instead they are in the hands of Jason's wrath. "So you think I don't really love him?" You snarl, trying not to move. The bullet wound hurt you when you acted up. The doctor looked at the nurse with a 'wtf' face. "Stockholm syndrome?" You piped up, doubting it. They both slowly nodded. "You're wrong. I love Jason Voorhees. And I will get back to him." You say softly. DISCLAIMERS: This has some sexual shit and cursing and of course some gore. I update almost everyday unless I'm working on voice acting (Yes I voice act) and yeah so I suggest you being 16+ but considering people don't listen I know kids younger are gonna read on. Also i dont own the cover i found it on google the artist who made that is super talented! Okay enjoy the book.

She has been lonely for life. And wanted to have someone to love her. She wanted more than anything is to find the one. When she met the legendary serial killer Jason Voorhees, he has been getting strange but wonderful feelings around her. And she been getting the same feelings. Do they love each other? This is for girls only and enjoy!

John aceitou ir a um NS marcado por Harley. Ele só não pensou que o outro convidado fosse seu ex namorado. Mas porque fazer drama? O feiticeiro não tinha do que reclamar com relação a sua antiga paixão. Pelo menos não até três semanas depois.

king shark quiere una familia omega verse king shark x Constantine

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

••His eyes sparkled like the ocean against his pale skin while his pink lips stood out, asking to be kissed. ••