~Título: El Libro de las Letras Escarlata ~Autora: Yeyé ~Fecha de publicación: 2009 》Nota: Mi función es compartir la historia únicamente, todos los créditos son para la autora.

“It would seem,” the Cardinal finished, “that Father Way’s body has disappeared.” There was a silence. Eventually Bob said, “What the fuck?” “Yes,” said the Cardinal. “Quite.”

"You can't imprint on a human!" "Watch me" In Frank's simple world, things like werewolves and vampires only existed in high budget Hollywood films using overpaid actors. Living in the small Jersey town of Belleville, Frank lived a comfortable life. He manages the small diner left to him from his grandparents and attends church every Sunday. He is constantly dodging set up attempts from the little old ladies that frequent his diner or in his congregation. Frank thought the craziest thing he would ever see in this sleepy town was Mrs. Yamaguchi throwing her husbands clothes out the second story window when she caught him cheating. But that would all change when he meets the gorgeous and mysterious Gerard Way. Best Ratings: - #1 in #bottomfrank - #1 in #topgerard - #1 in #gerardxfrank - #3 in #frankxgerard - #4 in #frerard

It all starts when his new neighbors move in. Frank didn't know it was possible to hate two people so much, but they don't leave him alone! He'd do anything to get them to stop bothering him, which is why he makes a bet with Brendon. It's the neighbors that lead him to the bet, but it's the bet that leads him to Gerard. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

Sequel to You Can't Push it Underground. The curtains rise on our favorite domestic couple who are going to put on a little show for their prying meddlesome neighbors. A show-stopping number, a one-of-a-kind cast, and a striking soundtrack bring together the young lovers Frank and Gerard who want nothing more than to piss off the villains in the house next door. Essentially, it's porn ridden with musical theater similes.

¿Que es lo peor que podía pasarme? Ah, si. Enamorarme de uno de los chicos del Club de los Códigos.

Frank sabe que arruinó el primer día de jardín a su hijo. Todos los niños van con su pulcro delantan rojo y sus pequeñas corbatas bordadas. Luego está Miles; con un delantal verde y sin la corbata, sólo con una especie de cuello redondo. -¡Buen día papá!, veo que se confundió de uniforme.

Every single one of Frank's exes only wanted him for his money. After his last breakup he swore off dating completely, deciding instead to have more promiscuous, non-commital relationships. The classy sex club Inferno was his favorite, especially after he meets G, a red-haired stripper with a fine ass and a tongue like silver. When their meet-ups become more and more about genuine companionship and less about sex, the tables turn on the both of them, changing their lives completely. *rated mature for strong language, abuse (verbal/physical), sexual content (innuendos, legit sex, kinks), drug/alcohol use/abuse, & other explicit content* **somewhat inspired by the song Poison by Groove Coverage**

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

Gerard's parents are tired of him always getting in trouble. What happens when they send him to live with his grandpa and he meets Frank? i'm not sure who to give credit to but whoever wrote this i give full credit to!!!