My Mystic World

Basically just as the title says. Will contain fluff, lemon, lime, and angst. All stories are very gay, so if you don't like that, just don't read this.Also, this is my first one shot book, so please be patient.

'You got that James Dean daydream look in your eyeAnd I got that red lip classic thing that you likeAnd when we go crashing down, we come back every time'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of styleYou got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirtAnd I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirtAnd when we go crashing down, we come back every time'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style'Rosalie hale x male ocEmmet Cullen x male oc (This story will mainly focus on Rosalie hale x oc.)

(Y/N) is going to be a Guradian! But when she has to fight Pitch, she sees the World completely diffrent.This is an English fanfiction! Im sorry if there are some mistakes, because I usually speak German instead of English. I do not own any Characters of The Rise of the Guardians and I do not own the movie. I also dont own any of you guys xD But I do own the cover! So please dont steal it....or do not steal my fanfiction

A bungo stray dogs story where you are Furina from Genshin impact (! Not my original idea !)

After the mother of Corinne (Corey) Tyson, falls victim of a fatal wolf attack, Corey's father becomes extremely paranoid when Corey is out wandering the woods after the sun sets. With her father's extremely vocalized hatred of the wolves that wander the darken woods, Corey feels ashamed that she is fascinated by a wolf that visits her on a nightly basis. After a few visits, Corey comes to adore this blue eyed, brown wolf, and comes to love the fact that with his company just outside her bedroom window, she is brought a odd sense of security and comfort.On one of Corey's late afternoon walks through the woods, Corey is saved by her blue eyed, brown wolf, and after a serious wound to his side, in his place lies a butt naked godly being with a lovely six pack. Fighting overwhelming confusion, the first thing Corey notices, besides the nakedness, is the fact that his bright blue eyes are exactly the same as her wolfs.

It's my fiction of Mahabharata where I introduce you my girl twin of Abhimanyu. This story focuses on the girl and her friends. A funny, love, friendship and happy ending.I am a baby writer and please ignore my mistakes. This is a Mahabharata in my fantasy world.

Stuart "Stu" Macher was the crazy, loving, and handsome looking kid since forever. Everyone knew who Stuart was.Stanley "Stan" Macher was the calm, collected, and twin of THE Stu Macher since forever. Some people knew who Stanley was.What happens when Stan finds out his brother, Stu(Whom he has a very close bond with) and his long time crush, Billy Loomis went on a killing rampage, almost killing him in the mix. Will they all make it out alive? Who will switch from victim to killer? Who gets away with it? Who dies? Find out more...

Previously known as "The Ceo And His Hijabi"***The night was dark. Ruthless and forbidden. It was like the murkiness was calling him in the arms of lurking demons, the demons which had always been there with him, teasing him mocking him. He stood before the window, looking down at the city, which was glittering as if thousands of stars have descended down from the sky, each scattering as far as a human eye could see. The tall buildings stood there, an aura of pride surrounding them, reminding him the consequences of the evil power that he had faced. His heart was beating in a sinful rhythm but the devil, oh the devil, he stood there in the darkness as if it was his own cloak, his own shelter."Tell me this is a lie," The little Muslimah whispered. Her voice hoarse with emotions, her throat perched from all the crying that she had done in the past hour. The truth that laid before her had broken her. "Either you believe the artificial lie or realize the truth lying before your eyes." His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. His mind but his heart, it was in chaos. A cry of pain escaped the Muslimah's lips but he stood there, unwavering, listening to the tortured soul. "How long? How long have you kept this from me?" She questioned him. Her green eyes held a fire which he had never seen before. It was dangerous because it could consume her, becoming the reason for her own downfall. He knew after telling her the truth there was no coming back but he was a man of character and no matter how comforting a lie is, he would always go for the truth even if it meant chaos.