"Bought you a sewing kit." "What for?" "For you to sew your balls back on." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Frisk. Young Smart And fast a calm before a storm. She works as hitman and qualified as a professional at her work. Used to be enrolled in the most prestigious academy for those who seeks careers as a.. Cleaner. Not the type of cleaner who wipe windows and wash toilets around the stall Its more of a 'pay me a good some money and I'll wipe clean the body you wanted.' Types of cleaner. One day she got a job to assassinate a skeleton monster who goes by the name godfrey. One of the biggest gang leader here in the city of nolsville Its a big job for her, but there's nothing she can't handle. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Dammit g, I don't want everything to add up to the perfect equation. I want a mess & chaos. I want someone to go crazy, out of his mind for me. I want to feel passion, heat, and madness. I want it all!" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• And when her halo broke, she carved the two halves into horns. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This is a spin off, of when Don G and kitten meet At their early 20's where they have to deal with rock bottoms and their personal problems with each other In a bloody slice of life. •DISCLAIMER• This book has a lot of strong languages Violence, mental issues And of course B l o o d. Cover art belongs to ( 0-firefly-0) @ tumblr And im going to stole a lot of quotes 🥰 from peaky blinders If you know what that show is ilyy

You've heard the stories, of the mysteries of a man who guides lost ladies home by night legend says his voice is like a demon of hell and anyone who's ever approached him has died. One night you get lost and you uncover his real story

HIGHEST RATING: #1 IN FRANS ---------- TEMPORARY BIO UNTIL BOOK IS COMPLETED: An 18 year old Frisk against her will is being forced to marry the royal scientist's eldest son. Well, no use on struggling. Might as well give it a try. And she is so glad that she did. ---------- !!WARNING!! Twirling Love Fingers deals with mental abuse, physical abuse, parental abandonment, various amounts of strong language, and various amounts of fluff. If you are sensitive to any of these topics, please do not read this book.

Frisk has never spoke a word in her life, or that's what people think. The prison just passes her off as innocent and friendless. G can prove that isn't the case as he already once believed. But what does it matter? Despite everything, Frisk will still smile and wave, as if life isn't hard for her. Even when it clearly is. Her sister, Kiri, is the only thing that keeps Frisk going. However as soon as she starts accepting G's help, she loses everything. But still goes on with her life. But that feeling grows in her chest once again and again she is forced to accept it.

Normal days in your huge...lonely....stupid house that was given to you by your mother and father. They gave you everything, but not out of love, just to get you out of the house. You were only 16, you could barely even drive. They bought you this house, bought you a car, a nice one, and gave you your uncles motor cycle. It was nice. Then they left this world. A ring, all you had left to remember your mother, and a necklace, all you had left of your father, and this stupid, stupid house. It was lonely. Now you were 18 and looking for a job. You had good grades, and everything you could ask for. Now all you needed was a special...someone.

They could suck your non-existent dick because you wouldn't care if they would kill you are not. It was a fun life anyway. You are the heiress to the 'Monster Eliminator' team. It wasn't a smart name, but they were a smart group. You've already killed dozens of monsters, and it was a ton of fun for you and your ray of sunshine. Keeping all of the dust for safe keeping and profit-you were real boaster when men liked to show out their guns. That's when you are kidnapped and your damn parents didn't give two shit about your disappearance. The whole monster society knew who you were and they hated and feared your guts. The only thing was they didn't know your name. The lead of the clan, you were buck into, was a so called Skeleton fusion. The two of you made a deal into converting the dust back to solid monsters. But, you seemed to fall for and regret falling for the skeleton.

The monsters were freed from the under ground. The humans are racist toward the monsters but the leaders of the human race have decided to restrict any human or monster to harm another to prevent another war.

Yeah my account was delrted so today I shall start making a story about Gaster sans and the reader..might lead to smut so be warned

"You know sweetheart, lying doesn't get you anywhere with me." He said lighting a cigarette and placing it in between his teeth. Vanilla, leather, and smoke is quite the intoxicating smell. "I'm not lying, also who gives you the right to judge if I'm lying or not?" Something flickers inside me, a warm burning feeling that fuels my anger with this asshole. Walking up closer to me he pins me against the wall, smoke dances around his skull in a vary of swirls and curves. "Let's get something straight dove, I am your worst nightmare and I am your best daydream. I can see right through people, ironic right? There's something about you, I know you're hiding something inside." He really is good at seeing through people, but the thing is I'm not like anybody else. The media I use in this book does not belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners! Gastersans is NOT my original character ! He was created by Borurou Undertale was created by Toby Fox Highest rankings #1 Gatersansxreader #1 Gastertale #19 Gastersans

Highest Rank: #290 in Fanfiction ××× "Its a mad, mad, world out there, girlie. And your kind just makes it madder." Everyone has a lock. Some people are lucky enough to find someone who holds the key. Opal's lock has been rusted and unused for years. But when a bipolar skeleton wipes away the dust and doesn't mind the rust on her edges, she can tell she's in for one hell of a ride. ××× "That star looks like you." He said randomly, guiding your hand to see the star he was looking at. "How the hell is a star supposed to look like me?" You said, leaning your head on his shoulder. He ignored your sarcastic response and mumbled quietly to himself, "It's the brightest one of all." ×××