Hey. This is my first story. Umm, I don't really know how fast I'll be updating, but with school and stuff I'll try to make it once a week or something like that. Oneshots will include -irondad -sick days -flash being stupid -a little angst -hydra Please request any ideas, because I'm not the most creative person

Peter Parker. Just a normal kid from Queens. Well, normal except for the fact that his aunt's abusive, he's Spiderman, and he also accidentally texted THE Tony Stark one day after a pretty bad beating from May. Will Peter open up to Tony about May, and will Tony reveal who he really is? This story was created because I accidentally deleted my old Wrong Number Kiddo book. I was mad, but decided that I might as well remake it for anyone who was enjoying the book. Anyway... I will try to keep the plot the same, but enjoy!

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚; 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 --- After suddenly deciding to quit life as a racer and assassin, you found comfort and hiding with one Deckard Shaw. The more time you spent with him, the closer you both felt, until one night when neither of you can keep your feelings secret anymore. Despite your newfound peace, your past comes back to haunt you, as well as your family- including Shaw. --- There is now a part 2! It is called Idle Creatures, and you can find it on my page. --- I just wanted to write a really fluffy & angsty story about Deckard Shaw bc it's the only way I can cope things lol so why not share

Amelia Moon used to be a good girl, but that all changed when she was adopted for the last time. After getting out of ADX Florence Prison she decides to start anew. She heads out to LA where she meets Dom and his crew. Will she manage to stay away from the fast life or will it suck her right back in?

She might be a Toretto by birth, but she's a Shaw by marriage. Loyalties are questioned when it comes to light that she not only got in bed with the enemy, but she married him too.

it was raining, hard. as a faint familiar engine heard outside. toretto comes up to see a girl in a baggie hoodie, who reveals herself. the girl who's face haven't been seen for years. who's voice is a little bit different from what he remembered. The only thing that hasn't changed is her face and that smile.

Samantha Rose Baxter. A beautiful young woman with a knack for stealth and sticky fingers. She is quick on her feet and cunning as a fox. Great in hand to hand combat and brilliant as a sniper. Cars? She's a pretty good driver from being with the Toretto gang so much but unlike most of them she doesn't have as strong of a temper but when she makes threats everyone knows she isn't joking. Just a past that is her strongest weakness. What happens when she meets the likes of Deckard Shaw who she starts to confide her trust in... ******* !!! This story is old, the writing isn't the best, and this far from my current writing style. I apologize if it disappoints.

Elise Jason a seventeen year old white haired girl moves to Tokyo with her friend Sean. At their first day of school they meet Twinkie who introduces them to the drifting world. When Elise steps in to stop Sean and Takashi from fighting she catches the eye of both Han and Takashi.

THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN. cover credit: @/salmonii_art on instagram ▌│█║▌║▌║ "ᴵ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵃ ᵛⁱˡˡᵃⁱⁿ." "ᴬⁿᵈ ᴵ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵃ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡⁱˢᵗ. ᵀʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ qᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ?" ▌│█║▌║▌║ While things may seem innocent at first when Y/N L/N finds herself in her favorite anime, everything takes a dark turn as she realizes that everything isn't quite as it seems in the world of heroes and villains. [This story will mainly be focusing on the villains and the ways that the hero society is discriminatory to other people. The hero commission and most pro heroes are not the good guys in this fic.]

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP