Gerard Way is a walking dead man. Literally and figuratively speaking. Gerard's heart hasn't beat in over 300 years, ever since the night he was turned into a blood lustful monster by the woman that he loved. The woman that was his mate. The night of the War, he should've died alongside her. But Gerard didn't, and because he survived, he was outcasted by the Ordinem, viewed as a freak. He hated himself and wanted nothing more than to die and join her. But the only way a Vampire can die is at the hands of a Slayer and Slayers haven't stepped foot in California since the War. One fateful day, Gerard bumps into a girl by the name of Nyxia Lacey. He instantly knows there's something different about her, and after a little snooping, he discovers that Nyxia is a Slayer. But here's the thing, there's no such thing as female Slayers, and her last name suggests that she a descendant of one of the most infamous and ruthless Slayer families in American history, a family that was killed off decades ago. Nyxia doesn't know that she's a Slayer, and she has no knowledge that she's a walking impossibility. Despite what all other Vampires would've done, which is kill her on sight, Gerard goes against unspoken and ancient laws and takes her under his wing, vowing to protect her from the Ordinem, making a promise that most wouldn't dare to make. After all, she's the only one who can help him get what he's desired since that horrible night. Gerard has no idea that Nyxia will change his and his friends' lives in ways no one could have fathomed. And Nyxia has no idea what she is meant to be in this new and dangerous world that she's been dragged into. But as the two begin to fall for each other, which should be impossible, they dig themselves deeper into a grave that may be impossible to escape. Two walking impossibilities, a forbidden love. What could possibly go wrong?

"Frank Iero. A younger man with a dazzling appearance; pale skin coated in tattoos, stunning hazel eyes, a stupid, overly-excited smile that was almost always plastered across his face... I couldn't wait to smear his blood all over the walls". Gerard Way is a murderer, and Frank Iero is his next victim. The night has finally come for Gerard to kill him. However, some complications arise in the process.

Gerard Way, a grieving teenager, hears a name in the hospital. And at the time, that's all it was: a name. But little did he know the importance that name would carry. TW: suicidal thoughts, death, self harm, depression, mentions of alcoholism

Frank makes contact with Gerard after 5 years of radio silence. Frank says he wants to make things right...

He knew it was wrong. So wrong. Frank shouldn't have feelings for another guy when he was in a relationship he was happy in. Well, used to be happy in. But then someone else caught his attention. One that was cute enough to make Frank fangirl - but it wasn't fair to Pete. The one who had been head over heels for Frank since the 8th grade. So what was he supposed to do? Break up with Pete and do a little match-making? No...Frank sucked at that. What then? Move to another country and change his name? That could work... --------- That new kid, he was so mysterious, dark and hot. Frank wanted to know more about the guy wouldn't even tell the shook his last name. But how was he supposed to do that when the kid wouldn't even look up from his notebook? ---------- Crap description but I'm getting better at stories but I still can't be bothered to check spelling; I'll try but won't promise anything

{*COMPLETED*} A new high school. Great. Just another place for y/n to become an outcast. Y/n didn't really have any friends at her old school, so it was easier to leave the old place behind. A job opportunity that her father couldn't pass up forced him and y/n to move to Belleview, New Jersey. A boy named Frank Iero took y/n under his wing and quickly became friends with her. He even introduced her to some of his friends. They all liked her and invited her to the friend group. Except Gerard. Gerard made it his mission to not like y/n but deep down inside, he just might have feelings for her that hes hiding.

Hi, I'm Y/N. My parents locked me in the loony-bin after I slit my own throat. Everyone else here? God knows what they did... TRIGGER WARNING There will be mentions of self-harming, suicide attempts, murder, slight gore, and other possible offensive topics. Read with caution.

***COMPLETED*** Tattooed deep in my skin are numbers. Numbers, that I can't remember when or how they got there on the inside in my arm. I have asked my mom several times about how or why, But all i get is the answer I have got for years, "It is so you know who your soul mate is." What if I find a person that I fall in love with different numbers to mine. But little does Frank know, he has known his soul mate all his life. Hidden in plain sight. --- Smut warnings Fluff warnings Feelsy feels warnings Boyxboy warnings Common triggers, stay safe!♡ --- 3-1-16 ~ 5-22-16

Frank Iero is just like any other teenager; living a normal life with an absent father and drunk mother. He has been the 'trouble-maker' of the school ever since kindergarten, where he made his title by cutting girls' hairs and pushing boys. Frank is openly gay and the new art teacher Mr. Way catches his attention, making his purpose to get into Mr. Way's pants, without knowing anything about him. But Mr. Way has secrets, and they both know how dangerous the situation will be, not to mention illegal. The only thing Frank knows is that he wants Mr. Way, and he'll do anything for his teacher to like him back. --- first story warning!! i strongly reccommend you skip this one and read another one of my books!!

Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even a little more in the process. Nothing good could come out of this situation, or so Gerard thought. But a certain boy with converse and a lip piercing would beg to differ. (Ok I suck at writing intros. The story will be better, I promise...)