(Y/n) (l/n) the girls trapped in the middle of popular and lame. She loves a boy A loser A popular girl loving a loser How cliché

[This is the sequel to my first Michael x Reader, called Priority. Please read it before this one. You can find it in my works.]

There once lived a person who couldn't do many things. Sure, their grades were alright in their eyes, and their life was going smoothly for the most part. But there was something they were lacking, and that something was a purpose. The reason why all of the stories you read, all of the shows or movies you watch, and all of the musicals or songs you hear have their ending is because of this one person and people like them. Read Michael Mell's story, and see how you, the reader, managed to shape it to the way it turned out to be. Be More Chill Edition ~Admin Ali ⚠️Reader Insert • Not Michael x Reader⚠️

"What if I told you I'm not real?" ---- Y/N has never been noticed before, that is until she is in the right place at the right time. As she stands up to what she thinks is right she meets charming Michael. She doesn't seem quite interested, but Michael is determined to break through and find that cute innocent girl that she really is. That is until y/n realizes the truth about the relationship that they have. ---- 1st be more chill book total of 30 chapters enjoy feel free to point out any errors [needs major editing that I will not do] ---- #1 in michaelxreader 5.13.18 #1 in michaelmell 9.14.18 #6 in bmc 6.06.18

After encountering the mysterious gypsy at the street, weird things start to happen. Gregory Violet x Reader (and a little bit of Charles Grey x Reader x Grell Sutcliff too) Characters belong to Yana Toboso, blah, blah...

Un amor algo imposible(?).. Puppet una chica (tomboy) actualmente tiene 27 años ,en el pasado había conocido a una chica de cabello castaño , de lo cual se había locamente enamorada ella creía haberla olvidado por completo , "Pero lo logró" un dia en donde puppet trabajaba en la cafetería , escucha una voz muy familiar y hizo recordar una melodía , recuerdos y de más . (T/n) : una chica de cabello castaño , algo rica y un poco creida se había enamorado de una chica alvina , cuando rompieron ella había sufrido mucho , decidió olvidarla y conseguir un nuevo novio!. Un dia entra a una cafetería y ordena una capuchino , con galletas de vainilla , sin darse cuenta la persona quien le entrega era nada más y nada menos que la chica quien se había adueñado una vez de su corazón. ¿Aun existe una posibilidad de volver a enamorarse ?

he still remembered her, even after all this time. the memories were so happy, like the taste of those strawberry candies that she would make. yet they were painful to think about, just like the feeling of stomachaches that appear when eating too many. you could say that they were... bittersweet.

This is a Matthew Holt x Reader (obviously)! You've always felt different from birth, your mother had apparently died in childbirth. You held a lot of anger at the world, until you met a certain Holt who changed your life. You and him instantly clicked, becoming best friends. The two of you were inseparable, even going to the garrison together, where he became the technician and you were a co-pilot. However, when you were sent on the mission to Kerberos with Matt, his father, and nice young man named Shiro, everything took a dastardly turn. Will you fall in love with your best friend? Will you escape Galra prison? Will you become a member of Voltron? But most importantly, are you even a full human? Read this story to find out! (IM SO SORRY IF MY CHAPTERS SUCK, I USUALLY UPDATE MY BOOKS AT 2 AM)

It was your junior year of high school and life was pretty good, you couldn't lie. You had everything you needed, you got pretty good grades in school, you had a small, amazing group of friends, your mother had a good job, etc. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Matt Holt was known for his smarts. When it came to numbers, his mind was able to work wonders. He had a great life, amazing parents, one heck of a younger sister. His group of friends was rather small, but he wouldn't have it any other way. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Who would have thought your life would change by chance.