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 progress...
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 ! ||