Elliot Brushwood has no friends at school, and no friends at home either, coming in second to his brother Colby despite being older, unable to focus in school, bullied and side-lined, and too emotional to know how to fight back, it seems as though everything is out of his control. Arran King is the opposite, effortlessly in charge with an unfortunate reputation, a layabout, ruthless, and a murderer... There's nothing Arran dislikes more than weakness. Maybe that's why there was no way the two characters would ever meet. But everything changed when Elliot hit the water, breaking the freezing cold surface of the Lake Ransom, his undue baptism seems to change him forever. Empty to his core, Elliot ventures out at night, to recover the lost bits of his soul. And he might just meet a demon on his way.

It was a gloomy town, sure, but Isaac didn't think much of it. He laughed off the myths, dismissed the graveyard, and pushed away his thoughts of anything supernatural. He was pretty damn stupid to do that, though. (BoyxBoy, Vampires)

"Don't you dare touch me, you senseless bastard." He laughed at me, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me up against his chest. "What, is this too close for you, Salvatore?" "Yes, actually." He gripped my hips firmly, causing a small squeak to slip from my lips. "Too bad I've never listened to you." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - In which the villain falls in love with the hero... And also kicks his ass. Leon Salvatore, a snarky assassin, has a problem. On one of his jobs, he quite literally falls into the suave Dean Mendoza's arms after everything goes wrong. As for what happens next? To find out, you'll have to join him, and a few of his 'friends', on the journey of love, pain, and more importantly, murder. BxB Depressing Themes Gore Highest Ranking: #14 in 'MlM' #67 in 'villains' @dqrkblqde 2017

It was a battle long fought. No one was winning, but no one was willing to stand back either. We were being hunted, hunted because we cried. Or smiled. Or laughed. Hunted because we couldn't hide everything that so desperately wanted to get out. Our emotions. They called us Voids. They wanted us dead. They wanted the world to be a blank canvas of cold stares and quiet voices. And Echo was the main target. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone saw me as a mistake. At least other Void's chose to hide. I had no option. Because eventually, there are to many tears and the damn breaks. Eventually, the weight of the world crushes me and I cry. And I can't hold back.

[A/N] This is a werecat story. Bxb. Gabriel is probably not the sharpest knife in the kitchen but he knows how to make some money in a tough situation. Crime. It's not really a career so much as a lifestyle, his. It had been a long time since he'd seen anyone in any other way then how much money they carried with them or what sort of lash-backs there might be if he robbed them. One night upon walking home from his brothers flat in Halbern he saw a dark figure wander into the alleyway that happened to be a short cut to his place. The only thing he saw was the glint in the dark. He knew he was tall. He knew even looking from afar the man seemed scary, but he still went for it. Why? Because either way, every man had a neck. Oh no, Gabriel, look what you've done. You've awoken the demon of the underworld, Kerberos. Boy you messed with the wrong man.

"Ethan." Aiden pauses. "I want you." He softly bites my ear. "I want to kiss you more than you will ever know." Trying to avoid the daily beatings of the school bully can be challenging. But what happens if the schools bully has a crush on you?

Ever since an event known as the Disaster, monsters and mayhem rule the world. There are those lucky enough to live inside the Fence, while those who don't, are treated little better than the beasts that they fear.

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

"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

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...