"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

Twisted. Sanity. You don't remember your past. Your family? It doesn't exist. Feelings? Well what are feelings? Broken. You are broken. Twisted to the point of no return, far from being okay. "Maybe you're not the only one out there who feels this way." - Maybe your soulmate is just an inch away from you. !!Warning!!: Blood, gore, cursing, violence, sexuality Warnings are usually in the title or mentioned in the story if it's very severe. Some things may be triggering for some people, so read at your own "risk". Also: I don't "own" the characters, they're by Sui Ishida (as you probably know). In case you want to read the story in Spanish, @Kuro_Kodoku translated it for you! Go check that out! :) FYI: This was my first full-length fiction ever written down, so it might have 1) more typos 2) short chapters 3) often reused words (for ex.: "therefore"). So far I haven't gotten around to updating it to fix typos and grammar errors, but I do plan on doing so. :) Thank you all for reading, commenting, voting, etc.! It really means a lot & makes me very happy! ♥ :'3

Book 2 Kefira Walsh was always known for her daring attitude and bold nature, earning her the rightful place among the Gryffindor House. Neville Longbottom didn't believe that he had what it took to be in the house of the brave, but Kefira always believed otherwise. She believed that Neville was braver than anyone, the boy just needed to find his "inner roar." Over their first four years of Hogwarts, Neville begins to demonstrate acts of bravery that include standing up to his friends and the people he feared the most. But those were just minor feats to the challenges that were to come his way. Kefira taught him well and did her best to protect him, however, it's now his turn to do the same for her. Especially with new threats presenting themselves around every corner. Neville has to tap into his "inner courage" more than ever with the dark times ahead.

Long before she was sorted into the Gryffindor house, Kefira Walsh was known as the "little lion" in her family. The youngest of the four Walsh girls, Kefira wasn't supposed to survive long after birth, but as she celebrates her eleventh birthday, the girl has already proven that she is a warrior. With her fearless attitude and a wild mane to match, Kefira prepares to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the only witch of her family. Aboard the Hogwarts Express, she meets a boy by the name of Neville Longbottom. Neville initially comes across as a nervous boy, who stutters and stammers when he talks and won't look a person in the eye. But Kefira takes a liking to him instantly as she can see the lion in the boy's heart waiting to be woken. All he has to do is learn to be brave.

"Goldie Dove? She's way, way to sweet for that bitter Malfoy. She's in Hufflepuff anyways." "Really? Well then you don't know her." FAST PACED STORY [Highest rank]: #7 IN FANFICTION #10 IN MAGIC #21 HOGWARTS #4 IN HERMIONEGRANGER #5 IN MALFOY #17 IN HARRYPOTTER #4 IN HUFFLEPUFF #5 IN SLYTHERIN #3 IN RAVENCLAW #1 IN GRYFFINDOR #1 IN BLAISEZABINI [HALF-BLOOD PRINCE] © 2016 sqdgirl

Creatures of the Night is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Milena, an obedient teenager, has to team up with the supernatural creatures she was taught to fear in order to escape the people she once loved. ***** In a world where humans must hide underground to stay safe from the creatures who roam the night, Milena's life as an outcast is hardly worth noticing. But on the day her village is attacked and her life is spared by the mysterious Elias, Milena is forced to throw everything she thought she knew about her world out the window. Because while Elias looks just as human as she is, he's actually the leader of a pack of wolf shifters, and the bond she feels with him compels her to start asking questions about the things she's been told about the creatures of the night. Because if her village was willing to lie about something like this, what other secrets might they be keeping from her?

"It's much harder to stay hidden from the Dark Lord when you're in love with a Death Eater." Evelyn Hawkings' parents were well-known Death Eaters, but they died when the Dark Lord fell and Eve was only an infant. Now fifteen years have passed and Voldemort is back, and Eve has changed her last name to stay hidden from him. She lives a quiet life, staying out of trouble and avoiding the life of a Death Eater...but everything changes when she meets Draco Malfoy. He's the bad boy, the guy everyone avoids if they know what's good for them. But what happens when the bad boy meets someone completely different? What happens when Draco Malfoy, against all odds, falls head over heels for one girl? Which will come first, the girl he loves...or his reputation as a Death Eater? What will he do when he finds the bird that can finally set him free? A Draco Malfoy love story.

hope. (n.) a person or thing that may help or save someone. It takes a special Bunny to bring that kind of love, and it takes a very special someone to believe that hope is more than just a fable. // highest rankings: #1 in "bunnymund" #1 in "riseoftheguardians" thank you all so, so much.

Cassie Jackson is in her sixth year of Hogwarts, and is proud to be a Ravenclaw. Plus, she's in the same year as the famous Harry Potter. But a Slytherin by the name of Draco Malfoy keeps crossing paths with her, whether it be by fate or accident. At first, two people could never hate each other more. But with the threat of Lord Voldemort looming over their heads, unlikely students become closer than ever before. A Draco Malfoy love story. [highest rank: #127 in fanfiction]

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*