Hundreds of years ago a war between the underworld and the heavens took place. Where angels descended the heavens with magnificent roars of anger as the ground below revealed to naked eyes their great power, allowing nightmares to escape. All the creatures now condemned to this earth, as well as those poor human souls, who later became slaves to those with greater power. A price to pay for the mortal sins that we committed during our glory years. So many years hidden, hungry, only to be brought before my own damnation. It was in the middle of the night, that all eternity rested now. For me the nightmares had a face and a name. Queen Rhea. A beautiful deadly rose in the Garden of Eden.

Lance McClain, wanted in over thirty countries for robberies of 252.3 million dollar value, smuggling assault rifles and illegal substances over the US border, bombing several casinos along the way...you get the point. Lance knew what he was doing. Because he was never caught. Not even once. "So, Lance McClain, criminal mastermind," the tiny gremlin continued. "What could you stand to gain from turning yourself in?" Lance shrugged. "I got bored." All credit of the idea goes to Koctsu on instagram! Thanks so much for letting make this wonderful idea into a full-fledged story!! (All pictures used is their art, not mine)

I just, kinda... Wish you were gay. 2019 Watty's Award Winner achieved: #1 in billieeilish #1 in girlxgirl #3 in fanfiction #1 in imagines

The first time Thorn saw her she was clad in nothing but the moonlit mist and the midnight cloud of her lustrous hair. From that moment Thorn the Relentless knew she had been bewitched by the maiden bathing in the forest pool. How else to explain the torrid dreams that haunted her nights, the fierce longing that kept her hard-muscled warrior's body in a constant state of arousal? Thorn knew of only one way to combat the witches powerful spell--to capture her in a Viking raid and make the maiden her own. Even then she found herself still more enchanted by her lovely thrall. Could Fiona be speaking the truth when she claimed it was not sorcery that bound them, but the powerful yearning of her....VIKING HEART?!

They couldn't be more different. Ridley is a knight in shining white armor, so perfect in every way that it makes people hardly able to stand him. Prince Vandel on the other hand (aka the evil demon prince of darkness) is the sworn enemy of the kingdom, obsessed with gaining power and wearing beautiful clothes. The two young men are right out of a fairytale, practically made to be archenemies...but what if they ended up falling in love instead?

Taylor Monroe always kept to herself. She genuinely enjoyed spending her weekends and weekdays alone, losing herself in the bundle of notebooks she'd spend hours filling with beautiful poems and thoughts no one else would understand but her. Sometimes, if she was feeling a little inspired, she'd sketch. Other times, she'd take photos on her film cam. But there was always one subject. Romee Carey. The girl that makes everyone's heads turn wherever she goes. The one of the golden hair and dazzling smile. The reason for Taylor's erratic heartbeats ever since Science class ten years ago. Not that Romee remembers. Or even bothers to acknowledge her existence. A/N: this is my first book some parts are kinda cringey im sorry but you're welcome to take a leap of faith

Of all the people in the world, I fell in love with you. How unfortunate. #1 in Stozier 9/13/18

Justin Kale is a 17 year old high school killer. He might seem normal but he takes joy in death. He hates having any type of relationships with other people. Until one night he meets Ethan at a bar and ends up in bed beside him. Ever since that night Justin starts to gain feelings towards him. But as soon as Ethan starts to learn more and more about Justin's life he will soon figure out Justin's biggest dark secret.

I'm sorry if you have any grievances about this story because I really can't do anything about it. This is the disowned, ex-brain-child of a twelve-year-old. I really don't recommend anyone reading it, but if you enjoyed it, I'm glad. DOES NOT FOLLOW THE ANIME, TOO FUCKING LAZY TO WATCH Syzygy (n) any two related things, either alike or opposite. Bakugo always viewed Todoroki as a threat and an obstacle, who was getting in the way of his scholarship. To Todoroki, Bakugou's just some guy who's got the wrong thing shoved up his ass. Both of them, personalities clashing and conflicting, were somehow akin, both needing healing, something that could piece apart their torn selves. Would they be able to work their stark differences out? Or would it all just keep burning and freezing, like fire and ice, never submitting to the other? <<cover art credits belong to respective artists>>

At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.