The cliché story about a new girl coming to school. That's what you were expecting. Everybody ignoring you because you don't care much for appearance nor do you care about social status. But, starting with the first day of school, you grab the attention of the school's population of girls and come into many different situations. ••• You were walking down the halls with Namjoon to get to your locker until you bump into a guy. He glances at you and sneers. 'A little grumpy much,' you think as you walk down the hall. He seems to be followed by a small trail of girls. Namjoon notices that your face is a little annoyed. "Oh, him? He's in my boy group we call The Bangtan Boys named Jeon Jungkook. The trail of girls, incase you may ask, are either, A. His ex girlfriends, B. His current girlfriend, or C. His future girlfriends," Namjoon says with a smirk on his face. ••• All comments are read and enjoyed by me. If you're ever confused, comments and your question will be answered. (Grammatical corrections are very much appreciated) ••• Rankings: #40- Jungkook- May 23 2018 #9- Imagine- June 30 2018 #22- Plat Twist- June 30 2018

(COMPLETED) Charlotte Summers is the last virgin in her school; a school where taking virginity is a sport. The sport has five main contenders: Tyler Bradshaw, the mysterious bad boy; Alec Jennings, the all-star athlete; Ian Jameson, the cocky rich guy; Beckett Cartwright, the renowned genius; and Lucas Chandler, her best friend. With all these guys determined to win the title of the Virginator, will Charlotte make it out alive with her virginity? tumblr link for pictures: http://thelastvirginstanding.tumblr.com/ Cover by @WeAreAHurricane [#4 Teen Fiction / #4 Humor]

"i'm not insane. i'm just afraid." highest rankings: #405 in mystery/thriller #835 in fanfiction cr. taenology || 2017

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

He held the whip tightly, with guilt in his heart and pride dried on his lips. "I will ask you one more time, Lilura, where is the hidden child?" Lilura can barely move, every muscle in her body has seized up. Her body is struggling to recover, to repair the damage, and more importantly, to stop the blood. Unable to move with any grace, her movements are jerky. Her throat ached, yearning for even the faintest of chilled air. "I bare you no confession," she forced words out, her breath dry and deep. "You will not have my child." He glared sharply, "You stubborn woman!" He gripped tighter, not noticing the trickle of blood from his own palm. "I'll beat it out of you. You will confess! ⇥PotEhjQm⇤