devils night
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𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐓 // 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐅 by crimsongrayson
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𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 I wish life had a remote controller so I could skip my teenage years. Who would have thought living could be this painful when you grew up with all the love a child could wish for. It feels privileged to feel like a burden, but I do. 𝐆𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 There are two problems in my life I can't solve. Number one, I'm in love with a girl I can't have. Number two, I destroy everything I touch. I would burn for her if I knew it'll make her feel better. Instead, I started burning the ground I used to walk on with the decision I made. CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN!!! Sunset is a devils night fanfiction about the children of the four horsemen and their wives. It's mostly written from Indie Graysons and Gunnar Torrance point of view. None of the characters are mine all rights go to Penelope Douglas! The TWs: Eating disorder, depression, violence, language, trauma, smoking, drinking, drugs, panic attacks, blackmailing
Wind Bird | Devil's Night by aelinz_
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ɪɴᴅɪᴇ We've grown up together. Used to be best friends. And I thought we would be forever. But things changed. I miss the boy who used to be my safe place. I hate what he became. And I hate myself even more for wanting him still. ɪᴠᴀʀsᴇɴ She is a princess. Perfect in every aspect. Popular. Smart. Kind. Talented. I was once her everything but now that she has seen the world beyond our walls I'm just another one. She got a boyfriend now and thinks she could love him and live fairytale just like the ones in her infinite books. But she doesn't know that belongs with me, and I belong with her. Since forever. | Devil's Night second generation fanfic | Indie Jones Grayson X Ivarsen Torrance
DEVILISH by Stasiawrites_
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IVARSEN'S POV: She stops me."I want to ride you." I try to unzip my pants, but disappointment is written all over Indie's face. "What?" "Nothing." She bites her lip as she plays with her hair, flipping it. "What?" I gritted my teeth, my patience running thin with her. "When I said I wanted to ride...I meant your face."