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To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}
To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}
*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth wi...
M A L E V O L E N T (adjective) : having or showing a wish to do evil to others. "she was an angel, touched by the devil he was the devil, touched by an angel" When Harry becomes leader of "The Vipers", he doesn't expect his hardest mission to be a fiery brunette sat in a coffee shop. all rights reserved to bbypink...
ben and luka are both 16. both in their sophmore year and they were best friends. until ben slept with lukas girlfriend and everything changed. they despise each other. they want the other dead. what will happen if they discover each other's deepest secret and they start to talk again? //this story is literally abou...
Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
Everything started with a piece of a paper being held up against a window sill decorated by different types of flowers saying "Hi! my names Harry, Whats yours? :)"