Coward. Rumplestiltskin. Dark One. Beast. Mr. Gold. Lost. You never thought that Rumplestiltskin - or his alias, Mr. Gold - could be anything like the man you came to know him as. Even at his low points, he proved that his villainous past had some justice. Through fire and rain, there was a silent contract that glued you to him - and this time, it wasn't written on paper. Compassion fueled him. Regret drove him. You saved him. highest rankings: #2 in "rumplestiltskin"

"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

"𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨." COVID travel restrictions force you to quarantine with a certain Minecraft YouTuber-what a terrible inconvenience... Come for the silliness and the COVID setting. Stay for the quality prose, plot, and characterization. Go check out the cover artist! https://twitter.com/riyuun_

There's a fire in her. If loved correctly, she will warm your entire home. If abused, she will burn it to ash. • • • • • • Book #1 in "The Blue Eyes" series. Number 1 in 'bts x reader' December, 2018

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

You can say she's crazy, but her eyes see the spirits of the past.... She talks to them.... And they talk back. * * * * Book #3 in "The Blue Eyes" series.

They witnessed her destruction, They were left to wonder why, She saw nothing but darkness, Though the stars shown in her eyes, But maybe they'd forgotten, When they failed to see the cracks, That a stars light shines brightest, When it starts to collapse. • • • • • •

She didn't need a crown, because she wasn't a queen.... She was a goddess. • • • • • • Book #2 in "The Blue Eyes" series. #1 in 'btsxreader' June, 2019

Not only is ONE slasher after (Y/n), but FIVE are. Will the Reader be able to survive being pursued by the sadistic Freddy Krueger, the intellectual Hannibal Lecter, the obsessive Michael Myers, the timid Norman Bates, and the child-minded Jason Voorhees? Will she be able to pull through this possessive reverse-harem? [NOTE/S: I don't own ANY of the slashers in this story, nor the characters on the cover - I just own the story/plot-line. And another thing, I'm using the Norman from Bates Motel, and using the Hannibal from the TV show.] {Hope you enjoy!}