"Dude, Spiderman was opposite the building again! He's been there so much recently, I'm starting to think he lives here or something." Oscar choked on a french fry, lightly patting his chest and grabbing his drink to wash it down. "Have you thought about the fact that he probably likes the area?" "No! He goes there with a hoodie and a backpack, he's probably on his way home or something! Could you imagine? Spiderman could actually live in the flats opposite us!" Lando exclaimed, turning his head to the window and he could slightly see the same building. The world now becoming suffocated by the increasing darkness, the sunset long gone. Oscar pinches the bridge of his nose, "I think you're reading into this way too much, mate." OR Lando is obsessed with the friendly-neighbourhood Spiderman and Oscar is his good best friend that listens. (Book cover was created by the lovely @VEBA5TIAN on twt ♡)

I'm a Jedi Padawan... oh wait, I'm not. No Master will pick me. I'm the fabled "Weakest Jedi." My connection to the force is so below-average I can barely muster a force-push. My only powers include limited force-sense and basic enhancing of my physical attributes. Despite this, I WILL become a Jedi. How? By honing my physical abilities and lightsaber techniques beyond what anyone thought possible. __________________________________________________________________________________ Hesitant to call this a "power fantasy," but this story will include the main character slowly becoming more powerful. Maybe not in the way you think, but it will be satisfying (with patience). TCW era reader-centric fanfic. Will follow the timeline for the most part. Will probably include Ahsoka romance... eventually. Cover Art Credit: https://www.deviantart.com/adrian911/art/Jedi-guardian-128606995

Despite her rocky upbringing, Juniper Dixon strives to be kind to all things, even those who are not kind to her- except for the dead. She didn't really fit in at school or at home, but she supposes that doesn't really matter, now that the dead are walking. All that matters is that she keeps breathing. At least, that's what her dad says. • ⚠️ This book has mature themes such as EDs and abuse, with slight mentions of sa and suicide. They aren't constant and they're not nearly as intense as they are in Future Ghosts, but they are there. ⚠️ If there are any typos/errors, please don't hesitate to point them out so I can fix them! Comments are appreciated! Enjoy!

Rosie Banks is a quiet and tough nine-year-old girl living in the Atlanta camp with her father, David Banks. After a few weeks at the camp, David gets to know the Dixon brothers. Rosie, being her father's own personal shadow, gets to know the Dixons as well. It doesn't take long for the Dixons to catch on to the many flaws in the relationship between Rosie and her father. Eventually, Merle decides to take matters into his own hands. Will Rosie ever come to understand that it was for the better? How will she survive without her father? ⚠️This book has mature themes such as abuse, sa, and suicide. They aren't constant, but they are there.⚠️ • Completed!!! If there are any typos/errors, please don't hesitate to point them out so I can fix them! Comments are appreciated! Enjoy!

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

[See you don't look like a stalker but I don't really know what they look like, I assume kinda gross and not nice and you look nice, really nice not nice as in kind, though, you look pretty mean but you're attractive-not that I'm attracted to you but, well, I guess I am but not in that way I-" "Mabel," the guy snaps suddenly, and my mouth closes just as firmly. "Yeah?" "Shut up."] A story of a girl who knows too much about fish, and nothing about boys. 1 - #FeelGood (09/10/21) 1 - #PickupLines (12/20/21) 1 - #Fish (06/27/22)

〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]