"Why the fuck don't you hate me?" "I don't know, I can't help but love you." Brendon Urie: wealthy owner of two large mansions, the talk of the city, the man who throws parties larger than any other in the state, dark, up to no good, messes with women, and overly proper. He made his fortune from lineage alone. Rarely does he come out of his home, and rarely is he one to be generous without benefit to his reputation. His eyes have a glint of mischief. You, however, are a girl he knows everything about; the only foreign thing to him would be the strange heart mark on your shoulder. When your father gets a job as his butler and Mr. Urie is "generous" enough to let you live in the same home as him, how will you deal with an enticing man who you know nothing about but knows everything about you? And why do you seem to always come crawling back to him? WARNING: a few sensitive subjects and vulgar language, but I didn't want to mark it as mature because it shouldn't get too extreme. If it does I will be sure to mark it mature as soon as possible. UPDATES EVERY WEEKEND Cover made by me. From the author of Fuck is a Bad Word! However, this story is very, very different. . . Due to the story line, Sarah Urie is not in this book. However, I have nothing against her or her marriage to Brendon :)

Addicted to drugs and alcohol, Gerard is finding it hard to survive. After one attempt at taking his own life, Frank decides it's time to step in. [first fic. nostalgia everywhere]

Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)

"Best friend not boyfriend. Best friend not boyfriend," Tyler repeats to himself endlessly. He can't feel this way about his best friend, and he wouldn't let himself. But Tyler should know better than anyone; you can't hide from love. Especially when it grabs you by the heart, twisting and tugging until you have no energy left to stop it. He was in love with Joshua Dun, and eventually, he stopped denying it. There was nothing left for him to do but fall deeper and deeper, past the point of being rescued, for his best friend. •Please correct my mistakes!• This is the first fanfic I ever wrote, so it may not be as good as my newer ones! If you have any suggestions or requests for joshler stories/oneshots, comment and I'll write them. This is hella short, but if you like it, make sure to vote<3 ©Blurry_Writer