Latoya White a 22 year old with a cold heart moves into a neighborhood only to find out she lives next door to the biggest thug in Atlanta. Can he make her cold heart warmer? Read to find out.

*Art on cover belongs to jumpingapples on Quotev* I shake out of fear and despair, watching as my captor knelt down in front of me. No one was around. No one but him. His gloved hand reaches out to me, gently caressing my cheek. The mask on his face hid all his emotions behind it. I flinch at his touch, my breathing becoming more ragged in a panicked manner. With a throat dry as the desert, I take a few deep breaths and muster up the courage to ask, "Wh-What do you want from me?". He releases a throaty chuckle which was slightly muffled by his mask. Inching closer to my face, he responds, "You."

Obsession: Noun ~the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, or person.

(Y/N) (L/N) was a pretty normal child; she had a great home life, a kind, single dad, amazing friends, and a great school. But, when she was about eleven, she... changed... She would talk to herself about nonsense, pass out for small periods of time, and have constant mood swings. After that, she lost almost everything; her good home life changed into toxic, her single dad became a married dad, her friends left her after she changed, and her great school turned into legit hell. She felt she was alone, and her only comfort, her only safe place, her only reason of not doing anything stupid was her best friend; Grayson. Grayson was an online friend, but (Y/N) could care less. Anyways, (Y/N) wasn't in a very good situation anymore.. A few years pass and now she's sixteen. Still miserable, still friends with Grayson. But, her misery soon fades when she meets him.. (I don't own anything but the plot. My friend sent me the pic and I edited it. It's not mine. If it is yours, let me know and I can take it down.)

I hate this story, I'm sorry Started august 2018

(DISCONTINUED) An 18 year old girl named (y/n) (l/n) moves into a new home in a little town next to a forest. She thinks that she just finished unpacking the very last box she had in her home.... Or has she been there longer than she thinks? A few nights after (y/n) got comfortable, her house is broken into, but the 'robber' isn't there for anything in (y/n)'s house because he was there for her.

"Sweetheart," His voice was low, an attempt at comforting you as he held your face. You turned away, flinching as his thumb ran circles on your cheek. "I'm not going to ever hurt you..." His voice was soft, but you knew better. God, you knew better. "I'm keeping you safe..." he murmured. "You make me feel ... like I'm getting better." "You'll be safe if you just stay with me..." Authors note: Chapters are written in long format, meaning this is going to read far more as a book. I update as much as I have time for, but in saying this, lots of editing and re-writing occurs and takes time. I take care in this story as it means a lot to me as a passion project and want it to be something I can be proud of. Thank you for understanding and I hope you all can enjoy this as much as I love writing it! -M

"You kidnapped me...you killed Chris...You tried to take advantage of me...I know you as the bad guy I've been seeing for the past week. But I dont think I can love you... " Is it possible to love someone as cold and crazy as Toby Rogers? Will you be able to? Or will you keep reminding yourself of what he's done? Still in Progress! Started October 1st, 2017 Highest ranking in creepypasta#9!!!! Thank you!!!!

You caught his eye right away. He wasn't sure what it was about you but before he even knew your name he was fixated on you. Toby's not the type to wait around for what he wants, he takes it. He wants you and he'll have you. He doesn't care if you don't like it; you're his. (Warning -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) (Art is not mine) Thanks for reading!💕

(Warning: Contains somewhat disturbing content such as murder. Cafemochashipping also. Viewer discretion advised.) I'm Cilan. Upon first glance, you'd immediately recognise me as one of Unova's gym leaders. That's just surface info. If you went ever so slightly deeper then you'd notice that I, in fact have two brothers, Chili and Cress and that the gym is also a restaurant! Basic info. I'm also a connoisseur of multiple things, fishing, subway trains, and films. And of course I'm an A class Pokemon connoisseur. I just evaluate the compatibility between a trainer and their Pokemon, and that's around it. It's surprisingly easy if you know what to look for. I should probably mention one more thing. Yes, I am also a serial killer.