[COMPLETED] "I don't want you to end up like Jason." Katherine Parker and Jughead Jones were so alike, they became each other's enemies. Both are asexual, sarcastic and have a sardonic sense of humor that everyone hates. Riverdale seemed like the kind of city nobody would ever visit, since nothing happened there. However, last summer took a turn for the worse... Jason Blossom - the rich kid, the team captain was assumed dead. His sister, Cheryl Blossom, claimed that he drowned when the pair got into a boat accident. As his body is found, more and more of the teenagers' dirty secrets are spilled, especially those that make them the main suspects.. R I V E R D A L E J U G H E A D J O N E S S E A S O N 1

JUST A SKELETON OF BONES, WEARING NOTHING BUT CLOTHES AND SHE IS PARALYSING. ❝grow from the dirt they left you in❞ [riverdale - jughead/oc] [#162 IN FANFICTION] [#82 IN FANFICTION: APRIL] [ cover by @voidkhaleesi ]

Claire Cross is living two completely different worlds in her life: one of a happy child. The other one of a bullied student. She's not like your normal teenage girls, thinking about prom or hanging out with your girlfriends at the mall after school. She's alone, has no friends and basically can't confine in anyone. When Nathan Williams shows up a couple of weeks after school started, she didn't know he would be stuck to her like a leech. As hard as she tried, he would not let go so little by little, she found herself opening up to him. Will this stranger open up the world she tried so hard to ignore and be able to keep it up, or will she forever be alone? *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• Some mild language in this book. There is one paragraph in chapter 12 that is not good for children under the age of 13. Too much cussing XD Cover made by bubblygummii Highest rating: #152 in romance (6/27/16)

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you know?" Jas snorts, finally withdrawing her hand from the table and turning back to look at me. "You don't even know him." xx Ford Wilson was in three out of four of Ava Jackson's classes. They had one mutual friend, did a project together once in sophomore year, and had the same lunch. When Ava's car had broke down, she had even ended up parked outside of Ford's house, asking for gas. In Ava's life, he was everywhere. And yet, she didn't notice him until he was nowhere to be found.