Every time over-achiever (Y/N) (L/N) meets constant-troublemaker Max Thunderman, a full-on snap fest engages. Everyone thinks that when they get together the world will end but Pheobe seems convinced that Max and her best friend are attracted to each other. As Max continues with his evil streak, Phoebe thinks that (Y/N) can turn his life around. All he needs is a little good influence. #1 in Maxthunderman #200 in Fanfiction | 26.05.2020 #1 in Nickelodeon | 25.05.2020

He lightly brushed his fingers over her soft lips. He smiled when he glanced over and noticed the small bouquet of flowers she had brought for him. He sat up slightly on the hospital bed, wincing in pain, and laid one of his many blankets over her sleeping body. She sighed in her sleep and cuddled the blanket. Kai watched her, with hopes that he would soon replace the blanket. He wasn't that scared little boy anymore. And he wouldn't let Emily slip away from him like so many times before.

[ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐱 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ] ❛𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡.❜ They planned it perfectly, right down to the last drop of blood. The victims were chosen, the disguise purchased, and the phone calls scripted. But what they didn't account for was you. Desperate to keep you alive while still going through with their initial plan, the Ghostface killers become obsessed with making you their final girl. {𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏} Highest Rankings: - #1 in Billy Loomis - #1 in Stu Macher - #1 in Horror/Romance - #1 Scream - #1 in Slasher - #1 in Ghostface

You're the newest recruit to Shield's most elite Strike team, and the commanding officer Brock Rumlow doesn't seem too thrilled to have a girl on his testosterone riddled team. You know you can hold your own in a fight, but how will you measure up when you start having feelings for Rumlow? Does he have feelings for you too? Or is he just your commander? And how will he react when none other than Steve Rogers starts developing a crush on you? Repost from my AO3

A billion-dollar clone, bought and raised as an extremely dangerous weapon, strikes out against those who manufacture and harvest clones for spare parts. ***** Duplicates are used for one thing: spare parts. Kept in Emulation Facilities, brain-dead and hooked to machines, duplicates never open their eyes. As a transplant nurse, Evette Ashford knows this better than anyone -- until a living, breathing duplicate shatters her life. Merely knowing he exists drags Evette into a deep, dark world of manipulation, danger, and control. Evette knows he just wants to find himself, but the corporation that created him are furious he's broken their control. So Evette must decide who to trust: the monster who forced her into this chaos or the monster who created him. [[IC Universe People's Choice]] [[1st Place, Writers' Olympics Dystopian Award]] [[1st Place, Oscar Sci-fi Award]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story is rated PG-13 for violence, language, and sexual content. This story will become free on January 31st!

Jade is the typical high school loner. That is, until she meets a special someone and his wild group of friends, and is thrown into a life she'd never expected to have; roadtrips? Parties? Romance, perhaps? (This was my first Strokes fic, so obviously it's pretty badly written and quite cringeworthy to read, but if you manage to read up to the halfway point, I promise you it gets more bearable to read from there!)

a shy quiet boy falls for an outgoing adventurous girl. But there is some obstacles they have to face before being together.. Started: 09/02/2020 Ended: 02/01/2021

Grace was an ordinary girl... Sike. This isn't one of those stories. Meet Grace Belmonte, who belongs to one of the biggest gangs in Italy. She's well known for her smart mouth, racing, bad-ass fighting and now the target on her back... After killing three of the Italian Mafia's best men, she unintentionally caught the attention of Antonio Romero; the Mafia's ruthless leader. And now he wants her... - - - He let go of my hands to cup my ass and I kissed him once again, my hands tangled in his black hair. We finally broke apart, his forehead leaning on mine. "Vuoi tornare a casa mia? (Wanna go back to my place?)", he asked me with a smirk. "Sì. (Yes.)", I breathed. He let go of me and stepped back, giving me just enough time to punch him in the stomach and run back to my car. - Warning: Strong language and mature scenes!

When Rory Vincent's protective older brother moves away to college her senior year, she decides that she is going to live life. She wants to date. She wants to party. She wants to lose her virginity. Just as she's finally making her way into the normal teenage girl scene, another obstacle is thrown her way. Sin Westbrook. Sin is mean and quiet and violent. And despite looking like a god, he has no friends at school. Rory hasn't said a single word to him in the five years since he moved next door to her. So why is he all of a sudden obsessed with her?

[Completed] [EDITED] *REALLY MATURE THEME* *MIGHT TRIGGER SOME* Jaxon Hunt. Gangster. Fighter. Player. Drug dealer. Jordan Johnson. Starting college. Sweet, sometimes. Smart mouth. Makes friends everyday without trying. And keeps Jaxon coming back for her. She makes him want to have her by his side the whole time and gets very possessive of her. •••••••••• "I can easily kill you. You don't know my life and you don't know what I live for. And you don't know what I do. So I can easily kill you with this." Then out of the blue he pulled out a gun. A fuckin gun. My eyes grew huge and held the knife tighter. "Get out." I hissed. He smirked then place the gun next to my head. "Now why would I want to leave?" "Because it's my house and I'm kicking you out." Then I placed the knife on his stomach. He looked down and then looked back at me. His smirk grew bigger. "Want to play that game?"... *highest rank so far- number 3 (08-23-17)* *needs tissues and torches later on* *Mature theme* *Cussing*