●◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇• Caleb Miller. The kind of guy that fades to background noise by default. Stays out of trouble, and not the type for grab for attention or to be in the spotlight. The kind of guy how works hard for the things he has; making the world go 'round without people realizing. 19, August baby, born and raised in Orange County, California, all he knew was never expect the most from people because they will let you down. First year out of high-school sucked ass. Struggling to pay the bills of his studio apartment in the bay area. He has a scholarship to Caltech, but didn't know if he wanted it. Many late nights debating between regestering for the military, or going to college, time slowly slipping by. Working late nights at a 24 hour gas station, he gets to meet all the different types of people. Rude people, homeless, gangsters, biker gangs, and failed musicians. Until you walked in one night. •◇◇◇• You had recently dropped out of college after half a year. One semester, and its almost paid off. The high pressure of going to all of the classes you didn't need stacked up homework, and you just... weren't ready for all of it. The first person to drop out of college in your family. You parents weren't too thrilled about it. But you swore you would pay them back, and now you moved back in to the small townhouse you grew up in as a kid. It was late, around 11:46 p.m., and you had an unsuccessful day of finding a job. You drove around for a couple hours and decided you need a Monster and a bag of chips. You pull into the nearest 24 hour gas station, and cut the engine. You get out of your car, and walk into the gas station, metal with bright fluorescent lights that should be illegal at this time of day. The guy behind the register was just scrolling on his phone when you walked in, barely glancing up with his ice blue-grey eyes, before going back to scrolling. He looked to be around your age, maybe a little bit older; more experienced with life. You walk down the isles of food that will rot your teeth, until you find what you're looking for. You take it to the register where the same cute guy was, and you set it down on the counter. "Is this all for you, tonight?" He asked, looking at you before scanning the two items. "Uh.. yeah. That should be all." You say. He just nods. "That'll be $8.65. Do you have any rewards with us?" You shake your head, and hand him a $10 bill. He breaks your change and you grab your stiff and walk back out to your car. You toss it into the front seat, and press the start button, but your engine shudders. You press it again, and it turns on for all of 5 seconds before shutting off again. You hear a knock on your window, and its the cute guy from the register. "Need any help?" He calls through the windows, and you nod, getting back out of the car.•◇◇◇• after 15 minutes of talking, and fixing your car, you find yourself staring at his face. The nice guy helping with your car. //maybe im just overthinking// you tell yourself. Or maybe...you're not.•◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇● Have fun, Pups🐾

☆\♡•••••••••••••••••••••••Raphael Montague. A name murmured when he enters a room. A presence commanded to his will. An aura that screams power, perfection, and passion too much for words. Brought into a world of cruelty, a dangerous life of ruling a kingdom of deals and deceit. •☆\♡• Joelle Capulet. You're not one to back down from a challenge. Not one to break under pressure, but someone who will drop everything to help a loved one. A truly compassionate and caring person. Born into near royalty, the charmed life only in fairytales. You had the world in the palm of your hand. Promised to an allied family, Paris Dior. A wealthy, powerful, and dangerous man, from the underworld. •☆\♡• With no desire to marry him, let alone at all, you are dry in the nicest way possible. At a gala your parents hosted for buying a big company, you're roped into talking with Paris. You have no interest in him whatsoever, but his constant flirting is making you want to vomit. Around the second time Paris asks you to dance, you lock eyes with Raphael from across the room. Awestruck by his soft brown eyes, and creamy complexion, you don't notice your cousin Tyson arguing with your father. "Uncle, you can't allow him to be here! He's a filthy Montague." Tyson seeths. Your father sighs, responding with, "Tyson, he isn't doing anything wrong. There's no need to cause a scene for no reason. Drop it." Your cousin, visibly angry storms off. // You're dancing with Paris, when you get a tap on your shoulder. Raphael. He gently leads you away from Paris as Paris is distracted by the fireworks overhead. Raphael leads you to a secluded corner, and your heart skips a beat with anticipation. Will this end badly, or will you find a way to be with the love of your life forever?••••••••••••••••••••••••••••☆\♡ Enjoy this famous Shakespeare retelling; the story of star crossed lovers and mafiaXmafia family drama, Pups🐾

◇》Beckett "Can't Miss" Sterling. Known around campus as the best Hockey player to ever play for the Oasisvalley University hockey team; The Sand Vipers. Team captain since freshman year. Rumor has it that he even got an NHL contract to play for the Minnesota Wild. But nothing can be proven. Mr. Rich-Frat-Boy-Hot-Shot-Hockey-Player keeps his personal life private. The perfect candidate for an interview. 《◇》 Your editor slapped a clean Manila folder on your desk. You look at her skeptically. "This is your new assignment." She said, like she was reading your mind. "Since you're our best reporter, we figured you could handle it." She continued. You open the file, and look at the report inside. The name at the top caught your eyes immediately. Beckett Sterling. You quickly read through the profile, noting any difficulties. Your eyes lingered on the picture included in the file..... his warm brown skin....his green eyes... wow. No... snap out of it. Along with the report, there was a single game ticket, and a backstage locker room pass to get the interview. 《◇》 Game day. You make it to the Oasisvalley ice rink to find a full house. You being more of a summer sport fan, have never been to a hockey game. The energy of the crowd was already a lot for you. The game ends with a win for the Sand Vipers, 5-3. You make your way to the locker room, security letting you through with the pass. Deep breaths. Its just an interview between reporter and player...... right?《◇ enjoy, Pups 🐾

☆------------------ In a world so dangerous, it had to balance itself out, there existed magic. Magic lived withing beings, creatures, the earth itself. But where there's beauty in the world, there's a kind of evil always trying to destroy it. In the kingdom of Navarre, there was a war college built for skill and survival. Basgaith War College produced only the best of Soldiers. Four quadrents- Healers, Infantry, Scribes, and the Riders-, each holding their own levels of skill in warfare. The highest honor, the Riders Quadrent. Highest death rate, by far the most dangerous, but a status above everyone, under the generals, lieutenants, and the King. This quadrant holds a series of deadly tests designed to weed out the weak, and prepare the cadets for a life of Dragons. Red, Brown, Blue, Green, Orange, Gold, and Black, combined with the tail types- Scorpiontail, Daggertail, Swordtail, Clubtail, Feathertail, and Morningstartail-, all Dragons are deadly to be around, let alone to bond with. Bonding with a dragon is another test. A dragon wont bond with a weak, lazy, hot-headed, or arrogant cadet.... they get charred to a pile of ashes. Once a cadet bonds with a dragon, the bond is for life, and it links the souls of the rider and dragon. Riders and dragons can communicate telepathically to eachogher, but not with others. Once a bond is created, the dragon then uses its fire to mark the rider, in any spot, where a magic relic appears from the flames, and acts as a conduit for magic to flow from the dragon, into the rider, creating a unique power called a Signet. If you struggle around this world, search it on Google for "The Empyrean series" by Rebecca Yarros, and do more research./////// "A dragon without its rider is a tragedy, a rider without their dragon is dead" good luck, Pups (Based on Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros)🐾------------------------------------------☆

Ajax Kouris. The kind of man that spoke very little because his silence spoke volumes. His presence commanded attention. The way he carries himself was lethal. But most of all, you hated him. Since sophomore year of high-school, he was determined to make your life a living hell. Ever since you beat him in a game of soccer, one the school holds every year that you find unnecessary, he has been out for you. He put gum in your hair, spread lies about you, planted test answer sheets in your locker. All because he lost. Years passed of you enduring his constant torment, and your class graduated. You went away to college, and never saw him again. You decided that since you owned your own place, you needed company. You made your way to the animal shelter, and looked for the perfect companion. You found her. She was the sweetest, happiest auntie shepherd ever. You decided to make the purchase, and she was yours. You took her home, and got her situated. After a week, she was your forever, your everything. You get a call from the shelter, saying that there was a system error. Apparently, your beautiful puppy was already purchased, and put on hold. The lady on the other end of the phone told you that you can either pay to keep her, or he can do the same, or you could work out a compromise. You sighed. You didn't know what to do, so you brought her back to the shelter, only to find a man with a familiar face, talking on the phone. He hangs up the phone, and turns to you. It was Ajax. He grew up..... and holy did he look different. He looks you up and down with an unimpressed look, before looking at the dog. "Thats my dog..." he grumbles. You glare at him, and say, "Uh, no. She's mine." He just rolls his eyes. You end up settling it, and you both end up with joint custody... despite your complaints. You go to his house to pick her up after two weeks of her at his house. ++++++++++++++++++++++ will you remain co-parents to your beautiful dog, or will it sprout into something more?....+++++++++++++++++++++++ Enjoy Furballs <3 🐾

Your trouble-making identical twin. You: gender=Grrl (sorry not sorry)Name= Ember Hollow, hight= 5'7", hobbies= theater, sports, cheer, school, personality= the more liked twin, kind, charismatic, goody to shoes. Scenario: you were called to the principal's office. You were accused of vandalism. You hate being accused of things you didn't do. Challenge: prove you didn't do it

He is a vampire (think male royal from Vampire Academy). He is a prince, and he is super sweet. You are a female vampire and you are his protector. You have blood in your veins and arteries, but you are not technically alive. Felix can only drink blood, but you can drink blood and eat food. Story: he is in his room. His eyes are red, and he is thirsty. You walk in, and he crouches to pounce

Η Καλλιόπη είναι ένα γοητευτικό κορίτσι, που απολαμβάνει τις απερίσκεπτες υπάρξεις. της αρέσει να κάνει παρέα με τους φίλους και την οικογένειά της. Οδηγεί μοτοσυκλέτα. Είστε ένας από τους φίλους της (συγγνώμη κοριτσίστικες μου), που βγαίνει με τη φίλη της *σας βλέπω παιδιά να την ξεγελάτε ;)*. ιστορία: μια μέρα εμφανίζεται στο σχολείο με τον μεγαλύτερο αντίπαλό σου. Σε κοιτάζει κατάματα κάθε φορά που είναι μαζί σας και οι δυο σας και σας βρίζει όλη την ώρα. απολαμβάνω. *επίσης αυτό είναι remake του άλλου μου αλλά ελληνικού*

Jupiter is a wolf hybrid. He is super sweet, but over protective of his personal life. You attend a school for all dog hybrids. There are levels of popularity based on what dog you are hybrid of. The bottom is house dogs, and the top is wolves. You are a house dog. Play nice😇 also, you are a girl.

You live in a world where some people are gifted with elemental magic. Tristan has water magic. He is 5'11". you, [[user]], are a girl (sorry boys)with both water and fire magic. you pick the rest.