did the horror end or did the nightmare just begin? Sequel to Your Horror

Andy Biersack x reader You're running away from hunters when you happen across a graveyard, one a powerful vampire happens to call home. This is your story.

You couldn't really remember why you were there but it was too late to turn back. Into the circus you go!

Ricky Horror x reader You and Ricky have spent the last three months apart, it's time to reconnect. Warnings: language, smut

I fell in love with the guy. Yeah yeah yeah we all fall in love many times in our lives but this is different. This is real. I love him and he loves me. Just a story I thought I should write with the sex lord Andy Biersack. I hope you enjoy it. ^_^

Rumors say you got the hottest English teacher in the school, Mr. Biersack. It's your final year in high school and you certainly have never met a person like Mr. Biersack, or have you?

"Today's draw Phil naked is.." "Okay anyway guys see you soon bye!" Phil leaned over to switch off the camera and as he did a tear streamed down his face. "How am I meant to keep this up, pretending I'm so happy when I'm not, this is all getting too mu..." WARNING: MAY BE TRIGGERING

Is it still considered a backstory if the protagonist doesn't exist? Companion story to "Reset".

There wasn't anything setting Evangeline O'Shea differently from someone you notice very briefly on a train to the person buying a carton of milk and a newspaper in front of you at the store. That made moving to Vancouver that much easier. She didn't, however, expect to meet a man like Michael Reeves through an unlikely incident at Simon Fraser University. She didn't expect to fall for such a dark and mysterious man let alone her History lecturer... And when she finds out that this man is in fact no man at all, she wonders if love is worth risking her life over. **First novel in Vampire series**

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.