A globálisan elismert énekes, Bakugo Katsuki az egész világot meghódította különleges, új stílusú dalaival. Emberek százezrei bálványozzák, hiszen ki ne vágyna egy jóképű, kedves tekintetű, gyönyörűen éneklő fiatal férfira? A válasz egyszerű: (Név) kifejezetten rühelli Bakugot, mivel ismeri az igazi oldalát, amit a neki dolgozóknak mutat meg. Minden vágya, hogy leszakadhasson Bakugoról, de mint menedzsere, ezt nem teheti meg az őt kötő szerződés feltételeinek hála. Vajon meddig lehet épp ésszel kibírni az iszonyat magas elvárásokat, meddig tűrőképesek (Név) idegei, és hogy kavarhatja fel a kedélyeket egy másik, szintén világhírű zeneszerző és énekes?

Phyllis Lily Pit... akarom mondani Potter, egy igen érdekes személyiség. Nem bír megülni egy helyben, szeret kertészkedni és barátkozni, s ha ez eddig nem elég különleges, végighazudta a tinédzserkorát, hogy megvédje szeretteit a bajtól, saját magát pedig a figyelemtől. Egy fiatal, kedves lélek, ami olajként kering a sötétség vizein. Egy átlagosnak tűnő boszorkány, aki nagyon szeretne átlagos maradni.

"Are you lost?" A woman, with a white cape cascading down her back. Her feet floated off the ground, and a reassuring smile was printed on her lips. "Do you need help getting home?" She asked him. Home; a place a human finds shelter in. "I do not have a home." Who decides what's worth calling Human? Among the monsters around, you take the burden upon your shoulders. You shall show them the difference between good and evil. A villain and hero. I do not own BNHA, I only own you *wink* The reader will be using he/him pronouns, but gender doesn't play much into the story so feel free to imagine the reader however you like!

Every night, when I closed my eyes, his image would be branded to the backs of my eyelids. That same smile, so gorgeous yet so deadly. Those deep blue eyes, like the treacherous oceans you find, the ones which sometimes have those desolate lighthouses somewhere in them. And his clothes. Oh my, his clothes; a different suit every day, and a different tie to match it. Not a single stain, you'd find - not even a speck of dust, forget a crease. He was immaculate. In every manner. But where he was flawless on the outside, his personality made up for it - he was monstrous. Lethal. If he laid those intense eyes on you, you knew you were dead. He was the most disturbed person you'd ever meet. And he was after me. *** *** *** If survival is the only word in your vocabulary, why is death your only fate? Running from a devil is harder than you think, When your bottle of secrets is pushing you to the brink. The devil counts each and every breath you take, And plots his cunning plan like Eden's cunning snake. You slowly fall in love as he watches and observes, Cackling in delight knowing he can cut your every nerve... Giving you a fate that you surely don't deserve. *TRAILER INSIDE!!* #1 IN TEEN HORROR!!! Copyright 2020 © All Rights Reserved.

"hey, it's me again..." 101 voicemails about loving, breaking, and healing.

Ritkán írok novellákat. Talán ebből adódik, hogyha végre rászánom magam, akkor az kurta, kicsit furcsa, és nem igazán úgy kanyarodik a vége, ahogy azt a nagykönyv szerint kellene. Ennek ellenére, ezt a pár kis szárnyaszegett szerencsétlent még visszaolvasva is kedvelem, így nem szégyellem megosztani veletek.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

[IN BOOKSTORES AND KINDLE UNLIMITED NOW!] What if you were matched with the original love god? --- When Lila goes to the Cupids Matchmaking Service it is to tell them to stop spamming her. Instead she finds out that cupids are real, she has been matched with a dangerous love god, and that he is coming to find her. Soon arrows fly, myths are awoken, and Lila finds herself part of a deadly supernatural war that could cost her her life, and her heart. Perfect for fans of Percy Jackson and the Vampire Diaries. --- THE PUBLISHED VERSION OF CUPID'S MATCH IS OUT NOW! READ IN KINDLE UNLIMITED! Get your copy of Cupid's Match at bit.ly/CupidsMatch or follow the link in my profile!

Imádott kiskedvenceink bújós vagy csintalan viselkedéséért mind rajongunk. Teljes bizalmukat adják nekünk szeretetteli gondoskodásért cserébe. De.... Mi történne, ha az univerzum kifordulna sarkaiból és kisállataink a gazdáinkká válnának? Ha az uralom átkerülne a mancsukba, hogyan reagálnánk, mi emberek? Sara egy ilyen világban ébred, ahol a levegőt nyughatatlan energia járja át, és az állatok már nem egyszerű állatok. Találóbb kifejezés lenne a "szörny" ezekre a lényekre, akik lekezelően bánnak a gyengébbekkel. De Sara miért van egyedül? Hol van a többi ember? Mentsd el a történetet a privát olvasólistádba, hogy elsőként kapj értesítést, valahányszor újabb részt töltök fel. ^^ ------ Kiadás alatt! Elérhető nyomtatott formában a 92. Ünnepi könyvhéten limitált példányszámban 2021/09/02-05 között. Dunakorzó, Vörösmarti-tér. ;)