Welcome to Arcadia Academy- where friendships are forged, memories are made, and enemies lurk behind every unlit corridor. You'll soon regret not wishing for a more conventional story as you struggle to juggle the lives of five night class students intertwining with yours in ways that make you miss being able to turn off dumb vampire shows whenever you want. Here at Arcadia, you're not just a person of interest to a cast of dangerous characters- YOU will have to uncover the secrets of where you're from, why you're here, who you can trust, and not only how to save yourself, but how you can save the friends you're sure to make. This is going to be one hell of a nightmare. *Graphic content, recommended for readers 18+ Copyright @ Fanfunctional, 2017

You knew from the very moment you laid eyes on Hoolan that your life would be changed forever, you just had no Fathom on just how much it would change. Nightmares, scars, and so much more haunt you every day. Now in the forested countryside of Japan, you live with Ko, Adimu and your newborn son Caiman. You try to get over the events that haunt you every day, but the monsters that caused those events are not so willing to let you be that easily.

What happens when you become the entertainment for two yandere twins in a twisted fantasy world. Will you experience only a world filled with nightmares, or will you experience pleasure? How about both. I do not own the cover picture or the videos used in the story. This story is also on Quotev under my profile name Darkened Warrior.

After her lover's accident, which placed him into a coma, (F/n) (L/n) struggles with her constant trips to the hospital to visit him. She, however, continues to keep up her appearance and smile except when alone or with her lover. One day, though, while at her favorite cafe, the young woman is approached by another regular customer of the cafe, and he always seems to be there when she is. A phone number is left for her. Curious and shocked, she calls him. As she gets to know him more and more, however, she notices peculiar things about both his behavior and his dress. Something seems rather ... odd. I don't own the cover image, images within chapters or music videos and content within said videos. They all belong to their respectful owners. I do, however, own the story (its plot, characters, etc.), so please don't steal. Thank you, and thank you for reading.

"I'd jump in the cadillac with you," I jokingly said. "Oh shove off," he replied as he turned away to hide his smile. u should just read the story u can click off if u happen to not like it ;)

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 "Come and find me," it read. "I hope this letter finds you well. I miss you, Wilbur. Look for me, and let us talk amongst the stars once more." Wilbur goes on a mission to find his past lover using only letters she had left behind as his clues.

The Prince, the one who will sweep you off your feet and into a beautiful castle. His image is accompanied by dances and dresses. A charming smile, a charismatic tongue. The Wolf, the villain of the century, the monster who bares his fangs and leers at you. Uttering his name will send chills down your meek spine. Many seek to have his head on a silver plate. But this is not a fairy tale, it is not another Brothers Grimm story. The Prince has turned into a player and the Wolf has turned into a bad boy. And they have both set their eyes on the same girl.

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.