It's almost funny. How grief sneaks up on you. One second, you're fine; you're coping well and then it hits you like a bullet, tearing right through your heart, almost killing you on the spot. Grief is a monster that lies dormant in the darkest quarters of your mind, growing stronger and stronger until you can't fight anymore. Until you can't breathe. Peter was fractured. The monster having grown too big, and without any support left to hold him up, the world of drugs dug its claws into him. And it was slowly killing him, like a sickly sweet poison that dulled the pain while quietly feeding on his soul. He was powerless to stop it. He was too tired to stop it. Tony was doing pretty good. Aside from having died, he was doing pretty good. Resurrected from the dead, check. Thanos dead, check. Wife and daughter thriving, check. He'd never expected to get his life back, that was for sure. He was thankful for the second chance. Unfortunately, Tony was quick to discover that the kid had all but lost his own life. It felt like a knife slowly twisting into his chest every time he saw the kid: in agony. Now Tony wasn't exactly the poster-child for a good emotional support figure, but he wasn't about to sit back and let this continue. No matter how hard the kid fought him, no matter how much resistance he was met with, Tony would help the kid. Still, he couldn't help the fear that laced his blood. Tony couldn't help but question whether he would be able to save Peter from the weight of grief. **NO Starker** Triggers Warnings: Substance Use/Abuse Depressive and/or Suicidal Thoughts/Mentions Rape Threats/Mentions Descriptive Blood/Minimal Gore Some Self-Harm Coarse Language Mental Illness (various) This is a heavier story, so please don't read if you're not comfortable with any of the above triggers. Stay safe! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it! Fanfiction Story by Kale_Kabbage Most characters, and prequel themes are owned by Marvel®

One of the basic rules of the universe is that nothing is perfect. Perfection simply doesn't exist.....Without imperfection, neither you nor I would exist. Brock Lesnar | OC Lira Galore as Fatima Hudson Started | 18 May 2019 Completed | 4 September 2019 WWE FANFICTION Cover made by CASHEDINSETH

Louis has always known he was a carrier but what happens when he has trouble getting pregnant "its ok baby, we can try IVF again next month" harry says "why is my body betraying me" louis says as he cries into harry's arms "i don't know but the doctor says the we are both fine and are able to have kids, just don't stress out about it" harry says "you right its going to happen when the times right" louis says as he takes a deep breath and they fall asleep in each others arms will love get them thru all of this or will it break them apart DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A DOCTOR, LAWYER, THERAPIST OR IN LAW ENFORECEMENT SO ALTHO ITS ALL MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK, ITS A FAN FICTION SO THE FACTS ARE NOT ACCURATE --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- this is a larry stylinson fanfic i do not own or have rights to the boys (I wish) but i do believe that LARRY STYLINSON is real there will be bad words boyxboy love smut and fluff mpreg "UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY" please comment and like and vote thanks LETS BEGIN

You pull out that cash, I tell you how I want it I took a chance aint paid a dime for it One roll of the dice, you were by my side I'm just a lucky girl! Feeling like I found the golden ticket Walk through the park with a million. I want everything, but I don't need diamonds for you to be in my world! - In which Tammy and Brock have been secretly married for ten years yet no one knows. When Tammy's family lands a reality show and she has to pretend that she's single. It leads her to question her marriage. She may regret sacrificing her privacy or her marriage? - Tammy Rivera × Brock Lesnar - Started : June 16, 2018 Completed : May 25, 2020 - Cover by Ambrophobia - Empress [Graphic Shop / Corner]

" It's easy for Sam to become his own worst enemy and he often finds himself thinking and expecting the worst because it seems to be the easiest thing to believe in when he isn't true to himself. He only realizes when he becomes aware of how he fucked up. Like now, he wouldn't say he totally messed up but that changes when class starts and the seat next to him stays empty. He turns his head, eyes scouring the room soon to find the brunette sat in the seat he used to sit in before moving next to him. A frown stretches across his face and he realizes it's all his fault, his heart sinks to his stomach as he sees the gloomy expression he holds. He hadn't realized how passionate he felt about being his friend. " Or, Sam piques Colby's interest and he makes it his own mission to become his friend knowing the hard obstacle it will be when figuring out his trust issues and shyness- however he doesn't realize just how hard it would be to accomplish. With hidden secrets and heartfelt situations, the wanted friendship will either fall through or become something so much more neither would have ever imagined. Things to consider before reading: • abuse - physical verbal • eating disorder

WON BEST BROCK LESNAR FANFICTION IN SUMMER WRESTLING AWARDS - MAY 2017 What if I never even see you cuz we're both on a stage. Don't tell me listen to your song because it isn't the same. I don't wanna say your love is a waiting game. Yup back at it again with another Brock Lesnar Fanfiction. Check it out. |Brock Lesnar x OC| Started : May 7, 2016 Ended: May 5, 2017 Bookcover made by Blissgonebad

***Sequel to Beauty and The Beast*** Brock and Casey have been married for five years now. Casey hasn't wrestled since the wedding but Brock's been busy working with the WWE on and off for the past few years. After his contract expires, he decides his time with WWE has come to an end. Casey loves her husband and respects his decision to leave pro-wrestling. She's happy to have him home 24/7 but knows it won't last long. He has to work, he feels useless otherwise and when the UFC comes calling, will it tear them apart? Brock & Carrie Manip by @CheyenneFanFics Cover by @-freckle

Hello. My name is MacKenzie Levesque Gideon. I'm 23 years old and I'm a supervisory special agent for the FBI's BAU and the oldest daughter of two famous wrestlers and business workers Stephanie McMahon and Triple H or Paul Levesque and adopted to Jason Gideon. Let me give you some information about me. When I was four, I was given the gift of intelligence because I read a lot of high school books, college books, and old history literature books. My parents thought nothing of it until my elementary school district noticed how advanced I was so they decided for me to skip elementary school and middle school and head into high school when I was six years old. My mother was shocked about it and wanted me to do however my father didn't think I should due to me being too young. That was one thing that my father disapprove. Skip 4 years and I was about to finish high school so I could get into a one of the colleges I applied but I still had a bad relationship with my dad. Mostly because of my little sister, Melissa who is two years younger than me. She would tell my dad lies and me and him would argue constantly. But one day, everything went bad. Melissa told dad some lies that got him more upset with me and we started to argue. I said something that no parent would want to hear and he slapped me. Hard. Want to know the worst part? It was right in front of stairs so guess how that ended up. I was hospitalized and ended up being in a coma for three weeks. Once I woke up from the coma, the doctors brought in a middle age woman and a police officer. The woman was from Child Protective Services. She was taking me out of my house and flying to California because she found out about my intelligence and about my scholarship to CalTech and my living arrangements to the dorms. I was heartbroken cause I had to leave my mom... and I was angry because my father caused this to happened. Once I got to CalTech, I met my best friend and future boyfriend Spencer Reid. Read and Enjoy.

"Sarahi Santos, your with... Dmitry lopez." Once those words come out of her mouth, I despise them. Meet Sarahi Santos. She's one of the, "normal," people in school, not a nerd or cheerleader. Just one of those people in the middle. There's just one thing, she doesn't care about anything nor anyone. Her father left when the plague of 2042 started. She was only 10. Then there was a new law. All teenager's have to get pregnant in the matter of 2 months or it's jail time. That's something Sarahi doesn't want to do. Meet Dmitry Lopez. He's your typical bad boy and player. He's gotten into many fights and only has 3 friends Ryder, Sammy, and Cole. Dmitry was expecting a little cheerleader that will get it over with, but no. He got paired with a girl he has never met and gets curious when she blocks him out. He wants to know more. Will Sarahi finally allow someone in or block him out? Will Dmitry change or stay the same reckless boy? Can they break each other? Find out in "Forced To Have The Bad Boy's Baby." Note: this story moves fast mainly because I'm not changing the entire plot. If you want a quick read then this is the one for you :)

I was hired to aid in nursing Roman back to health after a dirty match that practically destroyed his body. He wouldn't be hitting the mat for a while, and as the #1 wrestler in the world, it took its toll. He was placed on house arrest after punching his last male nurse square in face over a disagreement. His condition made him angrier than what you'd see on television; and when it came down to a live-in nurse, I was the next best option. I've worked with belligerent and violent patients before, so when I got the offer, and heard what my salary would be, I took the job. Little did I know, the challenges would be more than just changing his bandages and taking him to the bathroom. I would clock in for the morning with bright eyes, and clock out for the night with dark circles and a headache. There would be days he couldn't stand me and days he'd be fine. Yet somehow, I found myself falling in love with a man worth millions, and I was his nurse.