Does every relationship deserve a second chance? When chief romantic Rose Delaney scores her dream job at London's quirkiest new attraction, The Museum of Broken Hearts, she thinks she's got it made. Sure, it's a little depressing dealing with relics of failed relationships each day, but Rose is determined not to let it break her 'love conquers all' spirit. After discovering the museum's handsome curator is nursing a broken heart of his own, Rose steps in to fix it. Can Rose heal the rift, or will this happy ending go awry?

De Nachtbewaker, de Phone Guy, de Purple Guy... Al jaren lang gebeuren er rare dingen bij Freddy Fazbears pizza. Kinderen verdwijnen, robots worden agressief, en nachtbewakers worden gek. Jeremy Fitzgerald en Mike Schmidt nemen de dappere keuze om nachtbewaker te worden bij dit kinderrestaurant, klaar om alle geheimen te ontrafelen. Maar de animatronics staan klaar om je te halen. Je in stukken te scheuren. Je te vernietigen. En als dat nog niet erg genoeg is... De moordenaar komt terug. Are you ready for Freddy? {KEITH TREPP is MIJN personage. Als je hem wilt gebruiken voor je verhaal moet je me ervan op de hoogte stellen en mij in de beschrijving zetten. Ik kom te veel verhalen tegen die de naam Keith Trepp gebruiken. De Purple Guy is niet van mij natuurlijk, maar de naam Keith Trepp en zijn persoonlijke stuff erom heen wel. VRAAG DUS TOESTEMMING.} {Dit is mijn versie van het verhaal, gebaseerd op Scott Cawton's games, met mijn eigen draai! Dit verhaal gaat over FNAF 1 en 2, met natuurlijk referenties naar FNAF 3, 4 en SL. De basis is van Scott, alles eromheen wat ik heb bedacht van mij. Mag niet gekopieerd worden. Dit verhaal is helemaal herschreven. Het vervolg is ook te vinden op mijn profiel: Purple Never Fades. Copyright ThatFNAFGirl, alle rechten voorbehouden.}

"His phone binges, my eyes go directly to the light. Should I take it to him? It binges again, oh no maybe it's important. I reach across his laptop and grab it. My hand accidentally grazes the mouse pad and It lights up as well, I pull my hand back as it startles me. I look down at the bright screen. There are 2 profiles? I sit down in his office chair, Why does a teacher's computer have 2 profiles?" This is just a snip-it of the story. Please know that there is story is based in an A/U. There are trigger warnings and I have addressed them at the beginning of the chapters. This story is also rated M because there is smut, marked in the titles with 3x's. A/N (Author's Notes) will be on the end of most of the chapters under the ~~~~~~ lines. Thank you in advance for reading my story friend! Much love

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[SAMPLE ONLY. PUBLISHED IN OCTOBER 2016] - LINK TO PURCHASE E-BOOK ON MY MESSAGE BOARD! "Why are you being nice to me? I'm a freak, I'm blind," Riley had once asked her, but Ellie could never answer that question, and she would never be able to. Ellie Burke is just this simple town girl, who will never look at the wrong way about anyone. Moving to Florida means everything to her - she could turn over a new leaf, start a new life, and get the chance to actually be someone -and not just this useless nerdy girl. Everything's going well for her until she meets this boy in her English class - and he's the most interesting, unique person Ellie has ever met. The boy who lost his sight. She's going to fight for what her heart wants every step of the way. This is Ellie's story, and it's going to be one bumpy, complicated romance that's nothing like the fairy tales say. A story of hope, trust and what true love really means.

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"

Okay so unlike the last fic I republished, I honestly do suggest reading this one. Warning: smut scene is included, and you will more than likely cry bc Jesus Christ I know I did. Like this actually fucked me up. It's kinda all around good tho. Idk just continue 🖤

In which you are silent everyday, but Tyler isn't. {again, all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, anxiety, depression, and suicide}}}

In which you and Tyler have a conversation everyday, but he's the only one talking. {all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, depression, and suicide}}}

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