"You're my little girl understand princess?" Leah Emer is 21 years old who lives by herslef in LA. She hides her little side from the world but she soon won't have to. One day Leah was reading on the floor in the isle of a book store when she saw a man leaning on a book shelf smiling at her. "What are you looking at princess?" "I'm not your princess." The man smiled to himself and laughed. "Soon you will be."

A severely depressed girl who has an alcoholic father and dead mother might find comfort in the most unlikely of places. Her tormentor of the last four years Alexander Grayson wants her all to himself and he will get her to be his little girl one way or another. (This is a story of ageplay do not read if you aren't into that stuff. It's that simple.)

Anne De Ville is a do-the-same-thing-every-day kind of ordinary. On the one day she chooses to try and do something different, she ends up dropping her shoes down several flights of stairs, right onto the head of her crush-and her brother's best friend-Hunter Denegan. Will her Prince Charming look for the girl who lost her shoe? [This book is going to be published with Wattpad WEBTOON Book Group in the Summer 2025] [[word count: 20,000-30,000 words]]

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18

His pupils dialate and a smirk shudders my whole body just looking at it. He lowers his head and burries his head in my neck. A slight gasp leaves my lips as I can feel a low chuckle against my neck. "S-stop Luc-" I was cut off by his hot breathing hitting my soft skin. "You don't want me to stop. I know you don't, I can read you like a book." He says and I bite my bottom lip looking away. He buries his head in my neck and I feel a slight burn sensation on my neck. A moan leaves my lips as the burn hurts in a pleasurable way. A moan leaves my lips as his soft lips seem to be kissing around my skin and he starts to nibble on my neck causing me to moan a little louder. He pulls away and smirks at me looking at my slight panting as a small burning sensation is left where he kissed me. ... "Goodbye my love." I say as I grab a golden encrusted dagger off the shelf of treasures. I grab it by the handle and turn around to see him one more time. "I'm not playing with you open the wall!" He says and looks at me with a pitiful look. My hands shaking and I feel the cold metal against my chest plate. "I may never have made you the happiest or even made you interested in me but you have made me the happiest girl in heaven and hell." I say and push it closer to my to the point I can feel a sting. He looks at me with both hands on the glass and I can feel the light around my eyes dim slightly with fear. "I love you Lucifer." And with that I took my final breath as the metal pierced through me. A gasp of air leaves my lungs and I can see Lucifer with a defeated look as I each a hand to the glass before it turned back to stone and my body falls.

highest rank - #1!! in creepypasta, #40 in fanfiction Brooklynn may only be 6, but she already hates her life. Her father is cheating on her mother. Her mom knows he is cheating, but just drinks away the pain of a broken heart. Her brother does drugs in his room all day. Nobody wants Brooklynn. The only friends she has are her dollies. They listen to her. They help her through this very tough time. But, they can only do so much. Brooklynn had imaginary friends. The only issue with this is... They weren't imaginary.

Sequel is out! There aren't many stories like this, so I decided why not? this story is about a child named Y/N who gets adopted by the creepypastas. (No photos are mine, unless said otherwise. They go to the rightful owners) Finished

Y/N or more known by her creepypasta name 'The Masked Singer'. She was known to attract people by her singing. Her catchphrase was, "Hi sweetheart, listen to my voice... it's the last you'll hear."... Copyright: All rights reserved. Highest rankings: 6/01/19: #3 on Creepypasta 5/08/19: #2 on bendrownedxreader 20/10/19: #1 on bendrownedxreader 28/06/20: #1 on bendrownedxreader 28/06/20: #14 on creepypastaxreader 30/06/20: #16 on bendrowned 03.08.20: #493 on creepypasta 12.08.20: reached 60k reads! 12.08.20: #581 on jeffthekiller 5.09.20: #7 on bendrowned 10.9.20: #5 on bendrowned 15.10.20: yo! this story reached 66.6k reads ;) Read at your own caution, like seriously. There's no plot at all, and uh yeah..

Kharisma's just an abused , neglected little girl who wants to be loved . Her mama abandoned her , leaving her to feen for herself . What happens when she has no other choice but to turn to Dave East , the local drug dealer . This is a series ( 3 books in one )

" we are an empire rising " • Leah's father always warned her of the gang, Wayside, how they were ruthless, how they would kill to get what the wanted, how everything had a price to them. He molded it into her brain until Wayside became a nightmare to her, something that hid in her closet and jumped out in the middle of the night. That was, until, secrets of the past and present were dug up on her own family, the Jackson's, and Leah has no choice but to run to Wayside for help. How will Leah survive fighting beside her own nightmare as she tries to bring her own family down? At the end of the day, will Leah be able to pull the trigger?