BOOK 2 OF PAPER CRANES [COMPLETED] Maybe she finally decided to put herself first; maybe he finally learned what giving up meant. [ #188 in fanfiction - November 13, 2017 ]  cityhearts | 2017

Mari Turner's life is simple after college: return to the tiny family farm and look after the animals while working at a local bookstore. She’s a firm believer of magic in books and legend, but it doesn’t exist in her reality until a walking, talking fairy tale calls her a Piper’s child, and spirits her away to his ice palace. In a fit of unbridled courage – or stupidity, she’s not sure – she makes Jack Frost a challenge his pride can’t refuse: be human, with everything that comes with it. The prize is Mari’s eternity – she’ll either spend it without interacting with him again or she’ll live forever in the pixie world by his side and give up all she’s ever known. With Jack as a flesh and blood mortal, she digs deeper into his legend to get a better understanding of the man frozen in time, and discovers the darker side to the stories that shaped her childhood. From the Pied Piper who stole children instead of banishing rats and the rest of the winter pixies – including Jack’s sister, and their centuries-old feud – to her dead father’s legacy and her evolving relationship with Jack himself, Mari finds human life is much more interconnected with the pixie world than it once looked. But at the end of the winter there can only be one winner, and everything Mari knows and holds dear hinges on Jack Frost’s ability to be human – including understanding his own thawing heart.

"You better remember who you belong to..." "Don't look at anyone else, you're OURS" ~~~ Allie thought her life was normal. working at a cafe part time and balancing college while double majoring. Her life changes when she sees four girls getting slaughtered by a group of inhuman creatures. After they kidnap her, she finds out that she's supposed to marry one of them due to fate marking her as a mate. Can Allie regain her normal life? Will she be willing to accept her fate? ~~~ ~All Pictures belong to their rightful owner, I do not own any of the pictures used~ ~A Monsta X AU! with appearances from GOT7 and a few others~

In the world of secrets and shadows, nothing is as it seems; and sometimes you have to become what you hate in order to survive. For Y/n that means becoming a mafia boss, and playing a dangerous game of cat and mouse with her obsessed ex. But when push comes to shove, how far would you go to protect the ones you love? A BTS mafia au. "All is fair in love and war, right? Why not revenge?" As picked by readers of "HIS" https://my.w.tt/1eTZtDOggX ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ • MATURE CONTENT! Don't say I didn't warn you 🤫 • Some reversed harem (maybe even poly...MAYBE. I haven't decided yet) • Slow burn!! I torture my readers, so be prepared 🙃😇 As always, thank you for reading ❤ I hope you like it! 💜

Martijn Garritsen, otherwise known as world famous DJ, Martin Garrix, has been placed on a one year break by his label Spinnin Records and his parents to get his act together after excessive partying, underage drinking and everything else that goes along with clubbing every night. He's expected to go back to school and finish the degree he started in music production. Martin is sent to America to live with the Lorden's and get his life back on track. Zoe Lorden is the youngest of the family and the most ambitious. At 18, she's ready for Harvard Law School. She has a plan and a purpose for her future and nothing will get in her way. Well. That was until she met Martin.

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

CREDIT FOR THE BEAUTIFUL COVER GOES TO OCCAMY! "Why not give this a chance?" He rasps. His voice holds all the sadness and anger that he is feeling, and the pressure of it leaves him nearly mute. But then, as he continues to speak, his voice becomes louder, harsher, and the strain of it breaks the entire dam. "We'd be good for each other, " he chokes. "You know that I'd be good to you. I could make you happy." I stiffen, suddenly wishing that I were anywhere but here. There are so many things that I'm not ready to say, too many things to regret if things go sour. "I've already wasted all of my love on someone else, " I whisper, half defiant and half ironic sorrow. "There's no such thing as wasted love, " he growls.