ARC 1 (COMPLETED) ARC 2 (COMPLETED) Izuku Midoriya was getting fed up. Fed up with what, you may ask? Fed up with the endless flirting. No matter how many times he'd tell people he wasn't interested, they'd keep trying. One day, he was quite literally running from those exact people, when he stumbled into Denki Kaminari's dorm room. They end up talking about Izuku's current situation and Kaminari offers a solution. Fake dating. Izuku hesitantly agrees, just wanting to put a stop, or at least an obstacle, to all the relentless flirting and harassment. What happens when it stops feeling fake? Especially when Kaminari seems to be keeping more secrets than he can afford. Excerpt👇👇 "Honestly, with the detemination both of them seem to have, I don't think they'll give up until you finally start dating someone else or them." Kaminari joked. But he wasn't wrong. Izuku dragged his hands through his hair in exasperation. "I know that! But I don't want to date anyone right now, there's just to much going on to add dating on top of it." He whined. "Why don't you just fake-date someone?" Kaminari suggested. He was honestly just worried for the green haired boy's safety at this point. "But who would even agree to that?" He asked back. Kaminari thought for a moment. Then he shrugged and said, "I would."

Izuku Midoriya was a college student, just trying to get his teaching degree. He had been living in the sam duplex house for a year now and hadn't had any problems with the elderly woman who lived below him. She was a quiet and lovely neighbor. Until she died. Sike, I'm not that terrible guys. She just got put into an assisted living thing. Which meant the bottom floor was up for rent and it didn't take long for Izuku's landlord to find a new tenant, or tenants. Katsuki Bakugou and Shoto Todoroki were the two guys that moved in below Izuku. They were also in a band. A very loud band. Izuku was close to going crazy with all the noise he now had to live with and the two wouldn't quiet down, even after he asked, multiple times. Eventually, Izuku listens to them practice so much, one of their songs gets stuck in his head. He takes out the trash, not even realizing that he was singing it softly to himself. Until the two boys hear him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Izuku threw the bag into the dumpster on the side of the house, softly singing the lyrics that were now stuck in his head. "Hey, that's our song." A voice said from behind him. Izuku snapped his attention to the two guys sitting on the stairs of his front door. "It's stuck in my head because neither of you seem to have common courtesy to practice somewhere else." Izuku snapped back, not wanting to deal with either of the arrogant males. Shoto seemed unfazed by his attitude. "You've got a nice voice." He mused. Izuku eyed him suspiciously, not trusting his compliment. "Thanks I guess." He muttered. "Wanna join a band?"

Jason seemed to be perfect. The people around him, though, weren't as lucky. Depressed. His sister. Anxious and Alone. His two best friends. There were even others, such as Reyna, who remained a mystery to all. And then there was Percy. He was a puzzle with missing pieces. He was all of Jason's friends combined. Depressed, anxious, alone. And silent. [DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in this story. Rights go to Rick Riordan, who I am not.] {TRIGGER WARNING: story contains topics such as depression, anxiety, self-harm, suicide, abuse, and other things like these. If you are triggered by or uncomfortable reading about these types of topics, do not read this book. Also, I am always here to talk if you need someone.}

Aphrodite's up to her tricks again, and when the 7 (plus others) visit her newest club, she couldn't be more delighted. Second person POV. (That's you!)

"I kissed... Him.... I actually did! " I stated touching my lips as I felt his on mine once more, they were like heaven, soft as a pillow, rougher than a stone, it was hot... Fiery... And passionate... "Just stay Alive...please.... " Everything was perfect... . . . Before she came... "I... Hate.. You.. Everything in you.." You dare to put the love of your life in danger? Well... He dared ___ The so well-known heroes of Paris part into different paths. Would they put paris' priority before theirs?

A rather strange story about a rather strange group of people in a mental facility. However happy this story may seem when you first start, the more you dig, the more that happiness seems to fade away. Will it end in an ending you hate, or one you love? Who am I to decide? (Yes, this story is completed. I thank all of you who took the time to read, favorite, and comment on this story because you kept me going. It's been fun, and I hope you are satisfied with this story. To everyone about to begin; good luck, and thank you in advance)

Hey, I'm Lorelei but you can call me Lorie, and my life isn't what you'd call a normal halfblood ride of a life. - Grover said in the first book that halfbloods never get past the 6th grade and in the last one Percy had the Gods promise to claim their kids before they turned 13, but what if someone did get past the 6th grade and didn't get claimed? And she got to 16? Who is her god parent? Cause her whole life feels like a lie, is her name even her name? ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ • Percy Jackson/Hero's of Olympus charters are Rick Riordan The plot is mine Only considerable mature things is cussing.

Without a literal voice, Percy wasn't everything we know him to be. He's a great fighter. He's an amazing person. But people think he's rude because he doesn't talk, and he's also not elected leader of Camp. But rather, he's stuck in his head a lot. Thinking, mainly about the fact that if ever came out as what he really is- gay, he'd lose all of the very little he had. For Nico di Angelo, the very talkative little brother of Bianca di Angelo, it frustrated him that Percy never talks. Nico is openly gay, and will admit to having a small (not) crush on the son of Poseidon. I mean, who could blame him, right? At least he wasn't afraid to admit it, unlike a certain demigod.

Nico woke up, disoriented and confused, and in an unknown place. Will woke up, traumatized, heartbroken, and refusing to leave the place where it all happened. This is a story about healing. [different formatting than the first book] This is the sequel to Psychopath, an idea created in my brain four years ago now, finished in October of 2018. It will still have mature themes, subjects, and triggering scenes throughout the story, but if you've read the first one it will make sense. Content warnings: panic attacks, accidental self harm, hallucinations, mentioned suicide attempts, drug use, mentioned eating disorders, etc Updates will be slower than normal, but I'm hoping I can get at least 1/2 chapters a month.

Annabeth is your average nerd, bullied, big glasses, only a few friends and anything you could imagine about a nerd, that's her. But suddenly things change when Thalia, her best friend, invites her to her little party with Thalia's popular friends, Jason, Leo, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Nico and Percy. Annabeth was all excited about the party until she heard Percy was coming, will she chicken out? Or go to Thalia's party? Find out now!