"Well, what do we have 'ere?" A hoarse voice stated above me, making my eyes glaze upward in the direction of the culprit, only to freeze at the icy, crystallized irises of the owner. There, above me, was the man I saved, looking insanely at me with crazed eyes and a mocking tone. His hair was stuck on his forehead and the smudged eyeliner created a trace of dark lining on his face, making him look hauntingly. The man gazed at my form in amazement and wonder before they captured mine again, sending an icy cold sensation coursing through my vein, making me shiver. He was frightening and breathtaking at the same time. "A mermaid, aye?" he questioned as his gaze trailed down the length of my body. Grabbing my arms with one hand, he caressed my face gently, his thumb grazing my parted lips before they went below my hair twirling a single piece. I struggled from underneath him when he let the hair graze my breast underneath my blackened hair. Grinning at me madly, my eyes narrowed distastefully as his hand touched my crimson scales, stroking the tail almost lovingly. "Is this how you repay your saviour, pirate?"

A collection of not so short, short stories featuring your favourite characters and some characters you might not know much about. Slow updates in progress. REQUESTS ARE CLOSED As the title suggests, this is volume 1 and volume 2 should soon be underway. Part of my Hogwarts Library Series

(Y/N) (L/N) grew up in Gotham City's criminal world, but after a life-changing ordeal, she decided to turn to a better life. The secret that (Y/N) hides is that she misses the adrenaline rush she used to get running around the dangerous streets, yet she knows she has no immediate way of getting back to it. One day at work, (Y/N) gets handed the file of Gotham's most notorious villain, and suddenly her path clicks in to place. She devises a plan and counts on the Clown Prince to help her out for a favor in return, but how can there be trust in an interaction with such crooked minds? {Mature Content}

Layla used a bean to travel to the place where her father, who she had never met, spent most of his life and ended up in Neverland. There she runs into Peter Pan and his lost boys, Pan lets her live for only one special gift she has, but she has to fend for herself in Neverland, away from the boys camp, but that doesn't stop her from constantly running into Pan's right hand man, Felix. Also the person she hates the most on the island and his feelings are mutual about her, until something unpredicted happens that scares them both.

*BRITTANY BROSKI APPROVED* RANKINGS: #1 - starwars 6/10/2019 #3 - kylo 6/10/2019 #3 - kyloren 6/10/2019 He made eye contact with me with those intense brown eyes, and his vision traveled down my body, looking at every curve and flaw. He got down to my feet and looked all the way back up, taking in every part of me. I was scared now. I had no control over my body because of The Force and the way he looked at me, greedily, hungrily, left me terror-stricken. Kylo Ren climbed up swiftly onto the bed so he was laying next to me. He supported himself with his right elbow and placed his left hand on my lower stomach. His gloved hand was massive. His thumb and pinkie extended from each of my hip bones. I shut my eyes tightly. My breath significantly quickened. I felt his hand graze up my stomach, and I could hear him breathing heavily. His hand continued it's slow path up my chest and to my exposed neck. I swallowed down an impulsive scream that I couldn't help from rising as I felt him lean in towards me. His black locks fell onto my face and they smelled of mint. His hand was gently resting on my neck and his hot breath was on my ear. My heart was pounding and I was sure he could feel it. "It was so hard for me not to ravish you in front of everyone in Tunstead." His lips grazed my cheekbone. "The sensation was almost overpowering. You're lucky I have . . . Self-control." _____ This book is for readers who can handle maturity, violence, and who have a true appreciation for not only Kylo Ren/Adam Driver's beauty but for the Star Wars universe! Highest rank: #33 in Fanfiction! #2 in Star Wars! Copyright 2016 @ flywithmyjetpack . Please do not copy or steal my story/ideas. I don't own any part of the Star Wars episodes. I don't own any part of the characters or plot of Star Wars. However, THIS plot and most characters in this book are mine so please don't copy or mock my stories!

^^The cover picture is from weheartit.com This is a story based on a Tumblr request I received asking if I would write a Thranduil story based on "Beauty and the Beast." It is a reader insert! It deviates a bit from the original story. I do not own any Hobbit characters. They belong to J.R.R Tolkien. Characters I do own: Genyc Cellyn Calilmal Elebridith (I will be updating this list as I write) I use http://www.arwen-undomiel.com/elvish/phrases.html for the Elvish translations.

May 26, 2020: #1 in Teacherandstudent Under Major Editing because I wrote this when I was 14 years old... Jordan is a 16 year old boy who is a Junior in High school, gay and proud. Many of his peers look up to him and want to be in his shoes. Basically, he's popular. Everything changes one day on his sixteenth birthday, that's usually how romance stories or not well thought out stories start...right? Well, that is what happens to the main teen in this young adult romance story. A new math teacher. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the pictures. My friend jibbies made my cover. If you like my stories, follow her too!

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"