Truth or Dare (Candor or Dauntless) with Tris and the gang!!

As I was reading The Selection series, I was thinking to myself, why is the king so discriminating toward the castes? It annoyed me so much that I decided to write a The Selection book where King Clarkson is actually nice! He won't hate America or any other girl because of her low caste. He will, however, not like other things about the girls... (Such as their guts) Also I'm going to have a lot of plot changes... DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE SELECTION SERIES! IT WON'T MAKE ANY SENSE TO YOU!

Steve spawns on a grassy plain. He can remember only one thing: He needs to survive. He has nothing to do, so he goes to punch a tree, just for fun. I mean, trees don't just break when you punch them, right?

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

Your parents are killed, but you killed the killer. What if the Creepypastas are impressed by your killing skills? What will happen if you met the bad boy, Jeff the Killer