There in those city lights, there was no her and there was no him. There was just everything and nothing and the spaces in between, like flickering lights against a never-ending, black sky. There in those city lights, there was no love and there was no hate. There was just listening and talking and understanding every single thing, like the 'ready, stop, go' of car-chasers and dream-makers. There in those city lights, there was no sadness and there was no happiness. There was just candid smiles and wasted tears and bottom lips chewed off, like the overflowing boulevard of things unseen. There in those city lights, there was no lady and there was no man. There was just a boy and a girl, who promised to fall in love, not with each other, but in those city lights. [a blind collaboration by @hepburnettes & @cityscape]

This is based off a game so i dont own it. This is mainly for me but feel free to read it.

Aaron Nichols is unsatisfied with life and has created a fantasy world he visits every night he closes his eyes. He goes there to escape from the harsh disappointment of reality and drown in his fantasies. The more his ordinary life disappoints him, the more time he spends in his fantasy world. But unknown to Aaron, his fantasy world isn't really a fantasy at all and what he's been doing is an ancient ritual called "The Death Dance." Now, amidst trying to distinguish what exactly is real life and fantasy anymore, Aaron has to decide - is this wonderful fantasy really worth giving up his life for? - Copyright © 2013 Viano Oniomoh All rights reserved.

Shay Murray is completely bored with life. For some odd reason, despite his shitty attitude, he has plenty of so called friends and with a face like his, getting laid is no hardship. Women tend to give him anything he wants just to get with him so he never went without. But now he was just fuckin' out of his mind with boredom. Then while out on another monotonous date, he spots a guy sitting on a park bench...with dog ears and a tail that only he can apparently see. There he goes down the rabbit hole... Half Werewolf, half Golden Retriever shifter, Channing Ulrich, is used to getting taken advantaged of. Despite his intimidating size, once people see his fun loving and wanting to please personality, others don't hesitate to exploit it. Especially his new pack where his Werewolf father is one of the Betas. Soft hearted Channing has always dreamed of his special someone, that person destined to be his mate like in the stories his mother would tell him when he but a little pup. Then he meets prickly Shay and he's no longer lonely. Shay's been around the block, even tried out a guy once, but Channings happy go lucky personality gets on his nerves. Plus he wasn't digging the whole mated to a half werewolf mumbo-jumbo thing but the big guy is persistent. No matter how hard he pushes Channing away, he always comes back like a puppy. Little by little, with the constant onslaught of Channing's mix vulnerability and seduction, Shays walls begins to crumble. But someone wants Shay out the way, bad enough to kill him. And no matter how much his Pack disapproves of his mating, Channing will stand by his mate. He'll protect Shay even if he has to become the monster lurking inside him to do it.

America has been divided into two factions, the cause being the inveterate compulsion that demands adequacy in all aspects of beauty: perfection. Two contrasting societies sectioned from each other, with one side completely altering themselves to achieve the aim their ardent desire for perfection is fuelling whilst the other loathes the very principle of it, preaching it as a wrong and sinful act formed by a lust for refinement. Fleur Huxley is bound by her societies distaste for perfection. Lessons taught in an attempt to restrict this forbidden desire have been to no avail as covertly, Fleur can't help but be entranced by it all. After America's annual Supremacy day - a ceremony in which an individual is whisked away to a life in the perfection division - Fleur's life takes a sudden turn into a world she isn't familiar with. With impending rebellions and a zeal for perfection inciting her actions, Fleur is slipped into a world of deceptive passion and ravishing beauty, a place in which dangerous secrets lie behind the most beautiful eyes. But Fleur is oblivious to it all, persistent in her hunt for perfection but as haunting realities threaten the world she is enthralled by, will Fleur finally realise there is a dark side to perfection? After all, in a passion-driven world built on deceit, how many sacrifices can you truly make on a quest for ultimate perfection? [ science-fiction #12 - 2/1/14 ]

[COMPLETED] I let out a sob and ran up to him, slamming my fists on his chest. "Why did you do it!? I'm sorry just please explain!" He held me close to him until I stopped thrashing about and just cried silently into his chest. "Shh Please stop crying. It hurts to see you in this much pain." He soothed. "Then why Harry, why?" I said with every once of pain emanating from me. "I loved you and you left me. I loved you so much. My judgement was cloudy from the hurt inside my chest. It was a very dumb decision." "You are acting like its no fucking big deal! Your dead! You're gone from all of us! The boys are hurting so much! It was selfish what you did, but it was even more selfish what I did." "Please don't blame yourself. It was my fault, not yours." "Harry its all my fault. You wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me." He grabbed my chin, making me look him in the eyes. "Now listen to me. I shouldn't have expected you to stay with me when the fans first started harassing you. I should have let you leave but I was being selfish keeping you with me. I just couldn't lose you. But once again I was selfish and left all of you. I'm so sorry." He looked down, a single tear slid down his face. I put my hand up to his face and wiped his tear away with my thumb. "Harry I missed you but now I'm here with you and there are no fans. We can be together now and we don't have to worry about anything." I said barely above a whisper. He looked up into my eyes and pecked my lips, leaving a tingling sensation from where his lips touched. "I wouldn't let that happen." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛᴛ © Wanderless, Aʟʟ Rɪɢʜᴛs Rᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

The World of Magic is safe. At least, it used to be. A senseless act of violence at the Academy of Magic leaves two people dead and countless others wondering if their school will ever be safe again. Weeks later, a mysterious tattoo appears on eight otherwise ordinary students & they quickly realize that what happened in November was only the beginning. Together, they must work to uncover the truth about the tattoos and the secrets surrounding them. Being in high school is tough enough. But this is the Academy, and what happens next will change everything. Book 1 in the Legend of the Eight series :)

SHOUTOUT TO MayaDemonAngel for the absolutely amazing cover! ~~~~~~~~ SUPERCRINGEWORTHY WRITING AHEAD! ~~~~~~~~ To say Lillith Deacon had a hard life would be putting it mildly. Physically and emotionally abused by her father until the point of not talking, Lilly finally decides to run...and for three years nobody has found her. Until Albus Dumbledore. Now with the Potions master as her adoptive father and the Trickster Weasley twins as her best mates...will Lilly finally come out of her shell and start talking? Will she finally realize that not everyone is out to hurt her?