*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stumbling back from the scene. His eyes shot up to me, their silvery glow locking me in place as our gazes caught. The druggies body feel between us and the man's eyes seemed to illuminate further before everything was plunged into darkness I was petrified, paralyzed in place, a cool indifferent voice broke the silence. a whisper dangerously close to my ear, "sometimes they are unwanted by heaven or hell. Sometimes they have no where to go, no purpose but to feed those who need it." A scream tore from my throat as I felt a cool hand grasp my wrist and my heart beat rapidly dropping, warm breath against my ear. I was dying. Actually dying. ~Jinx Clemens was not the best daughter, not the best sister, and not the best student. She was just living through her life and causing as much chaos she saw fit, never even bothering trying to hide the trouble she got into. Bored by things easily and easy with her words she always managed to slip past the worst situations...until something new came knocking, something dangerous. something that would flip her world around and throw it to the wolves. Jinx can escape trouble with her faux charm but there wasn't a single soul would could avoid that pesky monster we call death?

He's A Dork ...But....He's My Dork

Impressionable Savannah "Vannah" has had a rough life. Neglected, forced to grow up young, and distant from her peers aside from two friends who seem more keen on popularity than friendship. But everything starts to change when she meets Nick. He changes her life completely. He makes her see that her life is more than just pain and neglect-that he will do whatever it takes to make her happy...but just exactly HOW MUCH? This steamy thriller is rated PG-13 for gore, violence, and scenes of sexuality. Not in any way, shape, or form, is this based on any factual people or events. This is a fictional story for entertainment purposes only!

In a group of 6 friends, one is a serial killer. Note: This book will only be written in text-message format. Cover by: @_toochocolately_ Thanks so much luv :)

So this is my first Creepypasta fanfic. Hope you like it :)

{Includes slight BEN Drowned x Reader} In which Reader is in love with the infamous Jeff the Killer, who just so happens to love her too. After being abandoned by Jeff, will Reader ever find her love again? NOTE: I have this posted on Quotev (Hetalianem)

It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

Kirishima and Bakugou have their entire future ahead of them, and they plan to spend it together. That is, until one fight with an unknown villain rips it away from them and their time together is devastatingly shortened. --- Post-canon. Set a few years after they graduate UA and become pros. In their early twenties. --- Title and chapter titles from the song Another You by Of Mice & Men

He is lavish. Masterful. Intellectual, inexplicable, overt. Sexual. Sherlock Holmes defines extravagance. He isn't exactly the best thing for John's tireless, bland stability. John works the nine to five and tries not to lose sleep over the small things - like the labor of his fiancée's expectations, and the sirens that fill his head with noise after curfew. He finds comfort in art, and drinking. Besides the war making its presence known, slowly creeping its black tendrils into the heart of Bristol - John's life is quiet. Given that, he's not surprised when he is dragged into Sherlock Holmes's orbit. There is no manual to help him navigate the moment their eyes first meet; he presents himself as the perfect distraction, a beautiful incendiary miracle. John thinks that maybe he was hoping for this, because: Sherlock is potent, and inflammatory, and perfectly willing to make John's life hell for his own self-indulgent pleasure. With one touch, John's sense of self is corrupted. And what does it matter if the world implodes? It was never kind to them to begin with.

I don't know. I'm bored as hell and I figured this was a way for more people to read mah crap. I hope you like it! :D