Two girls. Two very different worlds. Samantha Wright comes from a rich family. Raised by her mother she's spoiled and used to getting whatever she wants, from new shoes to shopping trips in Paris. To top it all off, she's the most popular girl in school, with her best friend, Makenzie Phillips at her side. Lyanne Knight isn't as well of as Samantha. Her mother left her with her father when she was a baby. Her father does drugs and is not home much. Lyanne works a job after school to put food on the table and she has to keep her grades up. Life is definitely not easy for her. When the two girls meet they don't hit off, but as the gradually find out about each other, will they grow closer to the truth?

Very few people know about the Comstock Project, and the truth that's concealed within the walls of the Harper Foundation. No one in the foundation or the government is concerned about the truth getting out, because you don't fear discovery when the truth is so completely unbelievable.

→ finished ← Claustrophobic and agoraphobic, Alaska Gouramie doesn't leave the house much. She whiles her days away nurturing her goldfish, Gordon. Her life is passing her by. Elver Harrison James is scared of fish. He won't go near the pond at the bottom of his garden. He will do anything to stay away from those water-loving freaks. Alaska's mother forces her to leave the house. It's just a trip to the park, no big deal. Until Alaska falls in the pond. And Elver is the only one around. Teen Fiction #118

(Rewriting on hold) Cover by ShimmerShey. Join our female protagonist, Avantina Turen, as she embarks on a quest of adventure, companionship and self-discovery. Involved in a war with a wish to end it, will she find her true purpose in love or a different world? Features minor characters from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood and Bleach. Contains elements of Christianity. Certain parts of the story will deviate from the original. Under no circumstances do I allow this work to be copied, sold, reprinted and/or claimed as someone else's. Infringement of these terms will have you reported. All artwork and soundtracks featured belong to their respective owners. If you find your work here that I didn't credit specifically or if you want it removed, please hit me up. :)

You are an independent girl, have been for all your life. Somehow you cross paths with the well-known Earl Phantomhive and he takes you in. What he doesn't know is that you are different and by that I mean not entirely human. How will this story unfold? Also, I used my birthday since it's so close to his and will play a bit of a role in this whole thing. Bear with me :3

***The prequel to WHO STOLE THE HAIRSPRAY?!, I recommend reading that story first. You don't necessarily have to, but it'll make more sense.*** Aw crap. Somebody stole Vince Neil's lipstick. In a panicked attempt to find it, he ends up unveiling a...er...Maybe I shouldn't reveal that yet. Who knows who took it? I do, but I'm the creator, I think that's part of my job. BUT YOU DON'T SO YOU SHOULD FIND OUT! But hey, it's all up to you after all. And for some reason, not to my knowledge everyone's a little...insane... 10011100 10000000 11100010 01010000 01101100 01100101 01100001 01110011 01100101 00100000 01100100 01101111 01101110 10011001 10000000 11100010 01110100 00100000 01101100 01100101 01110100 00100000 01101000 01101001 01101101 00100000 01100100 01101111 01110111 01101110 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01100100 01101111 01101110 10011001 10000000 11100010 01110100 00100000 01110111 01100001 01101110 01110100 00100000 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01101000 01100101 01100001 01110010 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01100010 01110010 01100101 01100001 01101011 00100000 01100001 01100111 01100001 01101001 01101110 00101110 10011101 10000000 11100010

‹ completed | edited › ↳ despite the fact that his own mother owns a successful cosmetic brand, jungkook doesn't believe in makeup. especially on men. and then he meets Jimin. ragi © ao3.

(This is the 2nd Part and continues after Arc 3 Chapter 42) The Grand Celestia is well underway now and Stage 3 is close to it's climax with only a couple matches left to go. Soften and relieved of his burdens Saku has now climbed in strength, Mentally and Physically to heights that many are beginning to deem impossible...some more than others. As Saku acquires new abilities and friends, doubts creep into his mind and soul...doubts that may reveal the truth behind the words of his former darkness 'A pain so great in the depths of his soul, nothing can equal or even come close. What Awaits with Stage 4? What is the truth to these words? And...what will lie beyond them? And...will Saku even be able to survive beyond it? And if Saku doesn't...what then? Copyright © 2019 | All Rights Reserved | T.Mullaney Theodore 21

A puppet who is a king. A young girl who is just a human. Both trying to find love, but have never succeeded. Until now. When a baby girl gets dropped off by her mother at Horrorland, things go from bad to good when Madame Doom tells Slappy that the baby girl just might be destined to be his queen. I shook and began whimpering. Slappy pulled me close to him and gently rubbed my back. "Shh. It is going to be okay." "No!" I pushed him hard and stood up. "It will not be okay! What those monsters are doing to the humans is certainly not okay! Making them lunch? Dropping worms and even snakes on them? That is sick and scary!" Tears formed in my eyes. "I thought that you all cared for me!" "We do care for you! We love you!" I shook my head and sniffed. "And what about you? Why do you hardly spend time with me? I thought that we were friends. Best friends!" "We are best friends! You just need to relax and calm down, so we can talk about this." "What is there to talk about? You all are liars! I do not know what to believe anymore!" "Believe me, Shelly! I want what is best for you!" "Then I should leave, dummy!" I gasped and covered my mouth. That was the first time that I ever called him the 'D' word. I was really mad, especially with him. I could see that he was hurt by my words because he looked down and teared up, not saying a word. I let out a heavy sigh. I had to leave now. There was no way that he was going to forgive me for the things that I said. Even I would not forgive myself for saying such hurtful things. "S-Slappy...I-I am sorry..." I threw my doll to the ground and began climbing the fence to leave this park once and for all, and there was no turning back. That is, until... "Ah!" My hands were so sweaty that I lost my grip on the fence - and started falling.