(Be warned!! Grammatical errors! Written when I was 13 years old just can't find myself to delete it. Hope you enjoy it anyway :) Claire Dawson is just a ordinary girl before she was fourteen everything was going right for her she had a best friend Helen. Her grades at school was great and she had a loving family, but when her mother died things changed. Her Farther turned out to be a dead beat dad and with no brothers and sisters she had to handle and do everything on her own and that was just the beginning. Everything changed when she was just heading home bringing beer back to her dad . She found out things which were not meant like vampires. Being kidnapped by a vampire was not what Claire was excepting but he had to keep his secret and so did she. Some things are meant to be kept a secret.

A slow romance that will blossom between two classmates. However Todoroki's battle for Izuku won't be easy with others that have their sights set on him.

REQUEST ARE CLOSED I want to finish all the request I have right now. And the title says it all, please enjoy! ~Smut ;) ~Fluff ~Technically whateva you want :) ||Trying to post 1000+ words every other day|| IM SORRY I WILL NOT BE POSTING DAILY, I WILL BE TRYING TO POST AS OFTEN. IM STARTING HIGHSCHOOL AND I NEED TO PRIORITIZE MY ACADEMICS FIRST. I HOPE YOU ALL WILL UNDERSTAND <3 love yah!

[THIS IS A SAMPLE. READ THE FULL BOOK ON RADISH FICTION] ---- Wyatt Wilson has always been at the top of his grade. He's winning every quiz, debate, and academic Olympic under the sun. His teachers adore him, his mates envy him and everyone generally thinks his parents are genuinely proud of him. But that's not the Wilson household for you. Meet the Wilsons, a family of seemingly generational artists. Wyatt's parents aren't interested in grades and scholarships; they're interested in art contests, exhibitions and art style. Every Wilson can create art - except for Wyatt. As Wyatt struggles with being accepted at home, a new threat in form of a foreign exchange student threatens to take his place at the top of the class. Can Wyatt cope with losing the one thing that makes him relevant? - Cover by @EPrescott

There are two girls who loves the moon and they was born on the moon

"Mooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeee, this book is like air, i need it!" @noromance101 "These chapters are written BEAUTIFULLY! You are, without a doubt, my favorite writer on this site. " @nagykt "Reading this feeds my soul." @Yrthraethra Sixteen-year-old Mirra can see people's memories. She is a Shadow Weaver, one of the outlawed, glitter-eyed race feared in her land and forced into brutal slavery as children. She and her brother Kel have escaped their fate by hiding near the frozen mountains. But when bounty hunters snatch Kel, Mirra injured and unable to track long distances will lose him unless she gives herself up to his captors. As as a Shadow Weaver who's survived childhood and whose golden-flecked irises have faded, concealing her talent, Mirra's own value is priceless on the black-market. Taken to a lawless town in the northern territories, Mirra convinces her captors to sell her to a mysterious young man destined for the same province as the officer who has bought her brother. The young man is the Kingdom's missing Prince, feared dead after his escort was attacked on an expedition. He has been in hiding, waiting for a Shadow Weaver whose skill he can use to discover who ordered his assassination. But before he will risk breaking his father's law and taking Mirra to the royal court, he must test her talent and her ability to hide it. If Mirra fails, her hopes of seeing her brother again will be cut by the noose around her neck. HIGHEST RANKING #1 in Fantasy on Wattpad. #1 Amazon Sword & Sorcery This book was taken down in DEC 2017 due to publishing restrictions. It is now possible to put it back up on wattpad. From March onwards 2 chapters will be posted per week until the completed book is available.

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

A Naruto Fan-Fiction ~~~ My life was never normal, and I doubt it ever will be. Even still, my life spiraled into chaos on one particular day. That day I started the painfully terrifying battle for my life. Yes, I said the battle for my life; meaning that if I didn’t participate, I would’ve died. I’m not trying to get your pity, in fact I’d rather not have your pity and selfish actions; I’d had enough to last me an extra lifetime, if I ever managed to live that long. What was my life war, you ask. Well, I call it “Speak”. ~~~ Six year old Ririn has always been isolated from her village without knowing what she did wrong. Because of that and the constant abuse from the people of her village, she soon became Anthrophobic, and unable to speak. Due to a certain series of events, she runs away from her village and is taken to Konoha. Will she ever survive a village of ninjas with her intense fear? Can she ever learn to Speak?? ~~~ DISCLAIMER: I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ Nᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ ᴏʀ ɪᴛ's ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ!!