Dick just wants to give Jason a hug *** Jason limped pathetically away from the explosion that had already blown. His limbs felt weak and he was sure that his sides were bleeding. Was that madman dead? Or even better, Was Bruce dead? Thoughts raced through his head while physically speaking, he was dying. It hurt so fucking much. It wasn't the fact that Bruce had let him die. Of course not, he'd forgiven him for that a long time ago. What really angered him, was why that bastard of a man with a half done make-up job was still alive after what he had done. Bruce cared more about his morals than about his own son. That's all. It always had been. And always will be a pawn in Batman's little game. *** There are a lot of pairing which will be mentioned later. Dick and Jason are a thing and I promise you, Superbat comes in later on.

A book full of imagines / oneshots about the batbrats and their father. Oh of course you as their girlfriends or their badass mother! Hope you enjoyed. [This book was called Batmom & Random Headcanons but I changed it along with the cover!] [And I changed the descriptions too huehue] THE TITLE KEEPS ON CHANGING ITSELF!! AHHHH!! I don't own any of these characters obviously. credits go straight to the owner DC :) Picture is not mine, I just edited it a bit! Credits go to the rightful owner :)

This is Book 3 in the Light as a Feather series. Book 1: Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board (available on Amazon & iTunes) Book 2: Light as a Feather, Cold as Marble I would like to extend a giant THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart to all of you who've stuck with these books over the last 3 years.

This is the sequel to Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, the first book in the Weeping Willow High School series.

This is the original, unedited version of Light as a Feather, Book #1. This book was the inspiration for the Hulu Original Series. The revised version is now available in bookstores throughout the USA & Canada from Simon Pulse. McKenna Brady thinks her junior year of high school is going to be the best ever when she's welcomed into the elite group of popular girls at Weeping Willow High School led by blonde, gorgeous Olivia Richmond. Prior to junior year, McKenna was known in her small town as the girl whose twin sister died in a tragic house fire, and she's overjoyed at the prospect of redefining her identity. She has a date to the Homecoming dance with Olivia's handsome older brother, and a good chance of being elected to student council. For the first time since McKenna's parents divorced, things are looking up. But everything changes the night of Olivia's Sweet Sixteen sleepover birthday party. Violet, the shy, mysterious new girl in town, suggests that the girls play a scary game called Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, during which Violet makes up elaborate stories about the future ways in which beautiful Olivia, brassy Candace, and athletic Mischa will die. The game unsettles McKenna because she's already escaped death once in her life, but she doesn't want to ruin her friends' fun. It's only a game, she reminds herself.

#2 in the "There's A ...." series He's a bad boy, I'm an angel. He carries a knife, I carry books. He loves violence, I love Pokémon. So how did he get in my bed? What will it lead to and who will he kill when it comes to the light? The dramatic and compelling sequel to There's a Jock in My Bed! Cover by @LoveInsanity

#1 & 3 in the "There's A..." series. #2 is on my profile. [Editing] He's popular, I'm a nobody. He's a senior, I'm a freshman. He goes to wild parties, I stay home all night. So how did he end up in my bed? Where will it go from here and how much will he pay to keep it all a secret? (Boyxboy) Cover by @LoveInsanity

I cross my arms over my chest. "I thought I'd made it clear we have a no abduction policy." I say "You wasn't cooperating. What did you expect me to do?" He ask "What do you mean by 'cooperating'?" "The only way we can make people believe we're together is if you contribute. So far you aren't." He says I sigh and uncross my arms "Look, if you haven't noticed I'm not good at these type of things. And I already told you I'm trying my best." It was Corey's turn to sigh. "Can your at least try harder, for me." He does the puppy dog eyes again. I groan and shake my head. "Fine." He then smiles. "Good because I have a plan." He says "Is it a good one?" "I have a plan." • • • • • • Mason Hewitt is Corey Bryant's boyfriend. At least that's what people think. Mason and Corey aren't boyfriends. If anything they're aren't friends. How they became "boyfriends." is a crazy story • • • • Mason is smart but somewhat sassy and sarcastic. He doesn't have any friends but he likes it that's way. And yes, he is gay Corey is Co Captain of the lacrosse team. When Corey saw Mason he quickly became attracted to him but the thing is Corey never came out as gay

𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION