Sometimes when things get wet in the rain they start to crumble and fall apart, under the pressure. That's exactly what happened to the breaking mask of Draco Malfoy when his past threatened to drown him. To push him under the waters of his darkness and not let him rise up to breathe. Maybe she could help him. Maybe she could keep him afloat. Maybe he was not completely lost just yet. Or maybe, life had other plans that could plunge both of them into deeper, darker waters.

"Screw the rules. I want you, Kim Y/N." THIS FIC WAS MADE INTO CLICKBAIT FOR A YOUTUBE VIDEO COMPLAINING ABOUT KOREABOOS LOLLL ITS NOT THAT BAD GIVE IT A CHANCE you can find an audio cover on TerryTV :) Highest Ranking : [#1 in Fanfiction] BTS Park Jimin x reader High school teacher AU Translations: Spanish

You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?

Just a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.

It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

[sequel to previous book Let Me Know] You still shine You're still like a scented flower Now trust me, hold me once again So I can feel you, hold me Without you, I can't breathe I'm nothing without you Open my closed heart, drench my heart So I can feel you, hold me. My heart began to drum in my chest as I muffled my cries I stared at him emptily. The vague hole in my chest pleaded for him to hold me, hold me tight. "Solbi." He whispered in the fog of this unraveling night. "I remember". Kim Solbi has tried to move on for four years since the doctor gave her the news. But she can't, she can't forget about the troublesome who stole her heart. Min Yoongi. Consumed by insomnia and a habit of drinking her problems away Kim Solbi is turning into a ticking time bomb, until one day she meets Park Chanyeol the funny and talented young man. What happens when the one she loves the most suddenly wakes up from a choma with memory loss? Will it already be too late to restore a past love.

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Y/n was a happy little girl until her mother left her in a forest, luckily her father slenderman found her and rescued her. Y/n lived happily with her father and became his first (and best) proxy but when slender started to collect more creepypastas slender made it a rule that she must pretend to be one of the boys. Y/n understood her father's concern and went along with his plan, I mean, after all, it was like a mission. A/N- I own nothing I'm shit at writing -I will eventually get better- this is just for fun but I'm open to constructive criticism, people pointing out mistakes and people suggesting plot lines. Also, I shouldn't need to say this but this is creepypasta so it will include mature/taboo themes so proceed with caution! and i'm an old creepypasta fan so some recent pastas may not be in this( if you want them in it message me and I can try fit them in ). thanks for checking out my story!

You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!

After witnessing the horrible murders of your parents at the age of 7, you haven't been the same since. You become a mute, shutting yourself out from the world, not doing much. The only company you have are the voices in your head and books. Reading became one thing you loved to do, as well as music. When you finally turn (your age), your adoptive parents try to cheer you up by taking you to the library. Once you get there, you feel a pair of eyes on you. After a week of being paranoid of everyone and everything, your foster parents go on a business trip. You know that whoever is after you, will attack soon. Will you survive the attack? Who has been watching you and what do they want with you?