Naruto is an average person; taciturn, organized and works at a public Middle School. However, his life is consumed by a five-year-old who happens to be his son: Uzumaki Menma, whose only wish, ever since his brain allowed him to remember, has been meeting his unknown papa. Or, Sasuke, the pride of the Uchiha family, is an internationally recognized model. Nevertheless, his fate is twisted when he receives a call from a child who claims to be his.

I was a toy, I was a toy all along. He said he loved me, I believed him. He made my world fall apart, I let him. He ruined everything for me, I allowed him. Why can't I be something more? Why does people keep thinking of me as a monster? It wasn't my fault... It wasn't. Why am I so stupid? Fat? Ugly? Distasteful? Why can't I be born perfect like him? Why did I believed that he will love a loser like me? Nobody could love a monster like me... Disclaimer- Naruto does not belong to me, he belongs to Kishimoto!

Naruto, an 17 year old bullied by everyone at his old high school.He changes schools but it doesn't work out. He wants to end his life. Sasuke, the new transfer student arrives and is concerned about Naruto. Will things change or will it remain the same. Note:Updates are now back to normal. Disclaimer:I do not own naruto or any of its characters. This is the 1st fanfiction I wrote and I really hope you guys enjoy. It is a yaoi(boyxboy) fanfiction so read at your own risk:p.

When Sasuke hears about a doll known as the "bloody doll" from his friends, he can't help but be curious. Instantly falling in love with the figurine he decides to buy it, but there are rumors about the doll and how it got its name. It can supposedly move and talk and some former owners even claim it drank their blood. Unfazed, Sasuke buys the doll anyway to find out that the rumors might not be as ridiculous as they sound... This is an inspirational yaoi manga by Mishima Kazuhiko because I love his/her works.

Naruto is trying to get through life, but one mistake the doctor made is going to change his whole life. Naruto was accidentally inseminated by Sasuke, will this bring them closer together.

Naruto doesn't like Sasuke. Sasuke Already Loves Naruto. Ever Since Middle School. Naruto is going through some changes and starts to think he's falling for Sasuke. What will happen? Will Sasuke man up and tell Naruto he loves him? Or even better will Naruto fall in love with Sasuke and have a happy ending. Part One is Completed, Part Two is just my side project that I might update every now and then.

None of this art is mine Random pics and maybe even some videos Srry if I do the same pic twice. I have bad memory and I can't/won't remember CONTINUED IN BOOK 2

Just what the title says.

Samara comes closer to me, now studying my face. Her eyes are wandering all over my facial features. I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares, "Umm, hey-" "Listen, can you wear my wedding dress and be a bride at my place?" She questions. Ec-excuse me? I give her a long stare. I think she is joking and would burst into laughter any minute...but she doesn't. Her face has no trace of humour. "What?" I quirk up my brow. "You've to be a bride at my place." She repeats with no hesitation. Cold shiver trickles through me. .... An Accidental Bride. A Mistaken Groom. A Marriage Neither Saw Coming. 18-year-old Sanaya Frances was finding a way to pay for college. Becoming a cook in the grand Hobsons estate seemed like the perfect opportunity-until a twist of fate lands her in a wedding dress, hidden behind a veil, taking vows meant for someone else. Ashar Hobsons, 25, a powerful businessman, thinks he's marrying his childhood fiancée. But his world turns upside down-he's been tricked into marrying a stranger. Two strangers. One unplanned marriage. No easy way out. And definitely... no room for love. Or is there? ... Copyright © 2019 Book cover credit: @wasphoria

After losing his parents to a car accident, 4 year old Julian goes silent. Now 15, he struggles to open up and find what it means to be himself. What it means to be loved.