Not long ago, a curse was placed upon the bloodline of an innocent family. Dooming them to a life of suffering and disaster. The 14th birthday of "Brooklyn" Reed, has reared its ugly head. And of course like any active teenager would, she held a party, for all of her friends. But without knowing, as the night progressed, the curse placed upon her grew stronger. Until it finally burst, setting off a chain of events that would ruin her life forever. Now her destiny is intertwined with a demon, and a house full of games and rules not quite understood. It is her job to free herself, her friends, and the monsters that have trapped them all in the Dead Locked mansion. In a game of life and death, who will prevail and claim victory?

A story about Converse shoes, beaches, long car rides, a break in, hide and seek, and maybe even love along the way. |This is my first Tronnor fanfic, told from Troye's p.o.v but that could change who knows|

I've never had much luck. Especially when I volunteered for The Hunger Games and fell in love with someone. That someone was Connor Franta. And I had to kill him. || This is all from Troye's POV (yes this is a tronnor fanfic soz), and it's a THG AU. Also this is my first fanfiction so yay ! ||