"You did good." Oh god his accent. "I don't think I've seen you race that well before." Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. "You've come to my races before?" - Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags. - Accelerate wa...
It was so fucking stupid and if you'd have told Karl 2 months ago that right now, he would be sat on his bedroom floor with a full and sealed can of monster genuinely debating fucking himself with it, he would have slapped you across the face and called you a fucking moron. But he was OR Karl gets fucked with a can of...
Dangerous. Unpredictable. Unstable. Possessive and Toxic. He was all things bad. Messy black hair, scars covered with tattoos and sadistic like tendencies. He was all things violent. A twitchy trigger finger, a facinatin for blood and murder he always got what he wanted. So why couldn't he have her? Amira had been...