This book may contain profanities, violence, gore, sexual content, nudity, and/or innuendos. If you disagree with any of these, I suggest you to build a bridge and get over it. I am only joking. I suggest that you do not read this book. The contents of this book is the chance for all of your romantic and platonic dreams of Harry Potter characters and yourself to flourish into words and writing. Requests are open through private messaging.

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe its gonna have fluff in it and its not just a lemon. So someone asked me to do this , so i am. After i have gone through half the story im going to ask for more requests. Have fun and enjoy!

SMUTTY

A creepypasta fan meets up with Laughing Jack and unexpectedly falls in love. WARNING It is a little smutty so if you are not looking for something like this please DO NOT READ!!! Thank you

Your mind was running, your head was aching, you felt like your organs were melting inside of you, you slammed your body against the padded wall, you slid down the wall and touched the floor as your body ached from the slamming over and over again. You thought to yourself...'what happened...to me..?'.

#2 in Horror. /02.23.16/ I hear footsteps approaching me, pacing faster and faster making me look back quickly. I see a man in a black fabric mask wearing all black clothing. I widen my eyes beginning to run in the snow making my feet heavy. "Help! Somebody help me!" I scream in a cry looking around to find nobody on sight. "Help!" I scream trying to run faster hoping somebody would hear my cries. My throat became sore from the cold quickly making it harder to breathe freely. "Help me! Somebody!" I hear the tall figure run behind me feeling a grip on my hair. My white ski hat fell into the ground covered in snow. The man groans pulling my hair towards him making me collapse. "No, stop!" I scream struggling from his grasp, punching and kicking aimlessly. "Shhh." The man whispers into my ear grabbing onto my wrists starting to cuff them. "No!" I scream twisting and turning trying to bite the man's arm. The man doesn't say much. The only thing I hear is his heavy breathing. He starts to shackle my ankles together as I lay a full blown kick into his face making him groan in pain holding onto his nose on top of the mask. "Help me, somebody!" I keep yelling as he kicks me in the stomach and takes out a clothed bag from his coat pocket putting it on my head covering my face. He ties it up from the back tightly making my neck feel pressured. "Please." I whimper. "You don't have to do this." I cry admitting defeat. "Night, night." He chuckles hitting me behind the head making me loss consciousness. WARNING: Will contain very disturbing content. This book is not for individuals who are sensitive to these topics. (Rape, torture, etc.) Read at your own risk. THIS IS A FIRST DRAFT

"Angry sex is the best sex." Just to remind you that playboys have hearts too. winner of The Fiction Awards 2019 as Best Fanfiction and Best Overall story. Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction

A bunch of BTS one-shots, might do smuts and lemons if requested. Thanks for reading ❤.

Don't get me wrong guys, Just doing this for you, here's the story plot.⬇ Pennywise the dancing clown knows (y/n) more than anyone else, even her parents. Like ever since she was 7 years old. During a rainy day they met, penny was about to eat her but end up spare her life. During the times of (y/n)'s growth, penny has start to love her more than anyone else, and he start to have strange feelings towards (y/n). But what is it? When The losers club finds out that (y/n) is friends with pennywise, they try to tell her about him, but she's having a hard time try to believe it. Who's responsible for the missing children? And will penny tell (y/n) who he really is? And how will she react? And will they be in a relationship and will it go on? Read and find out ladies!❤💜💋

Thranduil, the stern and stoic Elven King hasn't opened his heart since the death of his wife. But the arrival of an Elven Princess let love come flooding back into his life with the ferocity of a tidal wave. Ahnvae has the body of a goddess and the voice of an enchantress. She lit his heart aflame and healed it all at the same time. (I do not own Thranduil or 'The Hobbit' trilogy. I only own the original character and the storyline of this fic) (Smut. Many Smut)