[Completed] [[Lemon and Swear Warning]] [2019 Jan Note: This book dates back to 2017, where my grammar and spelling checks weren't efficient due to me being lazy. So I apologize for typos if any.] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- How much more could a young girl possibly take? In a world where humans are brutal, one girl couldn't stand through the odds. She was at her tipping point, an all time low. Her family was horrible, mistreating and abusive, where she just couldn't take it anymore, she had to jump. Unfortunately, Death gave her a chance to live on, and with that brought new enemies and new friends. How will the tables turn as she meets un-forseen creatures in this new place: The Underground? And who would be her guardian angel in such hellish conditions? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rankings: - 1st in Underfell - 1st in UnderfellPapyrus - 1st in UndertaleAU [Undertale belongs to toby fox. The AU belongs to it's creator. The images belong to their original artists. I only own the plot of my story] Story by me Papyrus from Undertale AU, Images and Music in the story belongs to their rightful owners. [ 3/1/2017 - 20/2/2017 ]

*WRITTEN IN 2016* "Can someone please just tell me.... Why him.....?" Confidence. That emotion has been coming to you a lot ever since you had met him... But Why him...?

Underfell Papyrus is viewed as one of the most ruthless monsters in the underground but what is really under that tough persona? Thanks to Tamqul on Deviantart for letting me use their awesome artwork as the cover!

I only recommend this story for people who have seen, understood, and enjoyed the 1986 movie Labyrinth, starring David Bowie(and his awesomeness) as Jareth-the villain-and Jennifer Connelly as Sarah-the main character. For those of you who haven't, watch it before reading this story my amazing brain came up with. Sarah and her friends return in this amazing new adventure, Labyrinth 2: Jareth's Comeback. The all-powerful(and totally frightening) Jareth has returned in need of a bride; a young maiden to assist Jareth's rule in the new era of the goblin kingdom! Alas, the only girl Jareth would ever settle for is Sarah, and it will always be that way. But Sarah-even though she had fallen for him with the help of his tricks in the previous adventure-still sees this magic-wielder as an uncaring, selfish, cruel man. But the truth is...he never wanted Toby. He never would've harmed him, the whole thing was done with a decoy. All he wanted was Sarah. Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered, Jareth will find a way into Sarah's heart once again, even though her will is as strong as his, and her kingdom as great. But worst of all, he may not find a way, for he has no power over her... *new cover created by abyss-of-crazy*

this is my first bxbxbxb so bare with me .................................................................................. Alaric Gilmore After killing your family at age 10 you go to a mental hospital for seven year. You get out early and go to your uncles and start your senior year at Villers highschool. Larkin, Harpin and Ethan are the Wolfe triplets. Larkin is the eldest of the triplets Harpin Wolfe is the Second eldest Ethan Wolf is the youngest of them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

She was the wealthy daughter of an Italian dignitary who just wanted to choose for herself. He was a man from a broken home who just wanted to be seen. But what happens when their paths cross? And when one is cursed to dwell on for eternity while the other is cursed to death for eternity? *Author's Note* Hey, it's my first x reader. So be nice. Constructive criticism is welcome, but not unnecessary bashing. I understand I'm not perfect, thanks. Also, the first part of this story takes place in the early 1800's, while the latter part takes place in modern times (to find out why you should read it lol :p). Due to this, I have done extensive research to make the times as accurate as possible. With that having been said, the only inaccuracy that I can think of is the fact that the school of Juilliard (lol yup you heard that right ;p) wasn't founded until 1905. But for the sake of my timeline and laziness, we're gonna pretend it was around in 1810, okay? Okay thanks. The Beetlejuice in this fic is based on the one in the musical, not the movie or show. However, feel free to imagine him however you want. Thanks if you read this far. Um okay enjoy I guess. God I have no idea what I'm doing anymore lol someone plz shoot me hahahaaa 🙃

Death is something considered to be taboo to the living. Some try to avoid the subject all together. Others embrace it, obsess over it, even. But, no matter how one views death, it is inevitable. Death sucks. Especially if it's the death of a loved one. But, as the living often say, the dead shall live in a better place and live on in our memories. When asked to house sit the house your old baby sitters died in for a family you met at work, you didn't really know what to expect. It sounded like a great deal at first. But, when you discover this house is full of ghosts, you start to think this job is gonna be harder than you could ever imagine.

''You remind me of the ocean..'' ''Is it because I'm deep and mysterious?'' he asks. ''No, because you're salty and scare the shit out of people'' ©2019-2020

PREVIOUSLY "BUG BEVERAGE" "Can we get a Beetlejuice fanfiction?" Sure! "Can we get a Beetlejuice fanfiction where Beetlejuice isn't as much of a dick and the focus of the story isn't his weird obsession with molesting people?" Thought you'd never ask! Be my guest as I try to portray the character as close to the source material (the musical, not the movie) as possible without wanting to make everyone wonder why the main character didn't immediately call the cops on him. Oh, and full disclosure, it's a story about death. 》Maturity Rating for Language《 》Obviously I do not own Beetlejuice the character《

I lay in the grassy field, feeling the liquid soak into my skin, staining it a crimson red. The moonlight poured over me like a waterfall and the trees whistled in the wind. I felt my lips curl up into a small grin, letting my eyes roll into the back of my head as the dirt intertwined itself in between my fingers, and the cold crisp air caressed my flesh. "You're a lot crazier than I thought." His hushed voice rang in my ears as my head shot to him, noticing a glimmer of shock and admiration cross over his eyes. "You don't even know the half of it." I smirked, lifting the knife up into view next to my face and letting the blood drip to the grass, soaking it entirely. | A SCREAM/STU MACHER FANFIC | Rankings: #1 in stumacher - 20 February 2019 #1 in matthewlillard - 2 March 2019