When the biggest Mafia in the world, BTS, find a cute male running like his life depended on it, which, it kind of did. Can they make him fall for them? Can they help him run away from the horrors he faces daily? Or will he forever be trapped in his nightmare he so desperately wants to go away? [Remember! this is just fiction and to not be taken seriously! <3] [completed + edited] #1 in polyrelationship #1 in btsfanfic

Vincent Hart is a cold hearted, handsome, ceo business man, making millions. Known for his good looks and brutally honest personality, he has women and men drooling over him and others bowing down to him, but not Luca. Luca is the new pretty face working for Vincent as his new assistant and when Luca doesn't submit to his looks, Vincent never backs down a challenge. But, when Vincent's cold heart starts to feel warm with Luca and empty without him he wants to get rid of the feeling and he'll do anything to get rid of it. Will Luca melt this cold hearted man and brake it in the process? Or will Vincent brake Luca's heart out of selfishness?

A collection of very creepy experiences I have had over the years with my 4 year old daughter Mey. I want to say that everything I write in this book will be TRUE experiences I have been a part of with my daughter. I am in no way saying I have seen ghosts or anything of that kind. Nor have I ever heard them. Believe if you want, if not then well, don't. SOMETIMES I'LL UPLOAD PICTURES! Highest ranks #1 in Horror #1 in Scary #1 in Creepy #1 in Fright #1 in Fear #1 in Creepypasta

[Second book of the Baked Series] "For when there is Love, every ending is a new beginning". The broken-hearted meet again, but will it be in vain? Age passes a pen to two, where-for once-they will have the power to write their own tale. One where, perhaps, a prince gets married to another prince. A second chance? Time runs. © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Everything in Jules Hatcher's life is going well: he has a girlfriend, a job and pretty decent grades. That is until he (literally) stumbles into Hunter Adams, the bad boy and player that everyone knows. Soon Hunter has managed to turn Jules' entire world upside down- and make him discover a side of himself, that Jules never knew of. And it all started with that damn hoodie. Trigger warning: this story includes depictions of homophobia and mentions of suicide.

DISCLAIMER: There are only 48 chapters, the rest are extra chapters! "I don't know how I feel towards you," Jonah said with boredom, pulling the cigarette from the edge of his mouth and blowing out of the window. "But one thing I know is that I'm not gay, I love having sex with girls. That being said," he threw his cigarette out from the window, and leaned towards Kylan, whom breath fell stuck in his throat as his cheeks slowly reached the sharpest pink. Jonah smirked as his palm pressed on the jawline of Kylan, his navy irises never turning away from Kylan as his lips approached his. Before they could connect, a low grunt with an exhale cause Kylan's nerve to run wild, and Jonah approached his ear and whispered, "I would definitely like to try it once with you." Jonah Minty, the hot jock, the student athlete, and the man every girl goggles every single second of the day. He has money without even holding a job a day in his life, and people that would do anything he said without a second of hesitation. He was in shape, appeared older for his age, with jet black hair and cold navy eyes. He was way taller than Kylan Burkens, whom always secretly eyed him whenever he marched by. Kylan Burkens, a nerdy student with large glasses in the edge of his nose, and small freckles that many ridiculed him for. He was not scrony, but did miss some meat on his bones. However, his green eyes were always following Jonah whenever they had the chance, and as he returned home everyday and write in his journal about what he would see of Jonah in the changing rooms, he never thought that it would all change in one night, when he would attend the first party in his life. A simple drunk mistake turned his entire life in a roller coaster that he did not want to stop. Jan 2 2019 - 15 k Jan 10 2019 - 50 k Jan 23 2018 - 100 k Feb 28 2019 - 250 k April 17 2019 - 500k May 15 2019 - 600k Dec 2 2019 - 1 M !!!!!

[CURRENTLY EDITING] 《She was the girl of my dreams. He was the demon from my nightmares. And yet, I found myself falling for him》 "So," I finally speak, "where do you think we should start?" Bradie presses his finger to my lips. Before I can question him, he has me with my back pressed to the floor. His body looms over mine; quickly, he wraps his fingers around my wrists, pinning me to the floor. "W-What-" Something cold touches my lips. It remains there long enough for me to catch a whiff of lingering after-shave. Then I blink, and all I can see is Bradie looming over me with a toothy grin. The weight is lifted off of my chest and I just lay there, mouth gaped open, body tense and not moving. Bradie relaxes beside me and runs a hand through his dark brown hair. His eyes avert towards my direction, giving me a curious, icy blue stare. "I was thinking we could start with you." |updates every Sunday| Thank you for reading~! (Sorry for the crappy description, but if you are interested in werewolves, romance, and boy x boy, then you've come to the right place ;)) #174 IN TEEN FICTION 12/1/17 #6 IN SLASH 7/20/18 #149 IN ROMANCE 8/2/18 #17 IN BXB 9/12/18 #1 in jockxnerd 6/16/20

This story is about a 16 year old named Eren, who was forced into an arranged marriage to the nephew of the ex mafia leader levi. Levi hated Eren and abused him, ignored him but Eren always thought it was his fault they were married and put up with it. will Levi learn to love him or not.

Humans know nothing about the truth of sirens. We are not a form of your fantasy of "Mermaids", we live on land, on islands away from people, in fear that humans will find us. We do not lure people to their deaths, we simple sing to sing. It's in our nature to sing, when happy, sad, or simple to let each other know where we are. It is not our fault that humans find themselves captivated by our songs. It is their fault that their ships crash on our shores. But it doesn't take long until they find fault in us, and seek a form of revenge. I don't know if the humans tales of us being sea creatures comes from with their fascination of the endless depths of the sea, believing that creatures beyond comprehension reside there; or if it's the fact that angry sailors find their revenge in tying our feet together with a large boulder and throwing us into the ocean to end our lives with water-logged songs. Maybe it simple comes from what they tell people when they return home; that the sirens are in the ocean where they belong. I grew up knowing the truth, of the horror of the relation between sirens and humans. I also grew up knowing that a human hasn't come in contact with our kind in many years. We thought humans lost their fascination with us and our songs long ago; We thought wrong.