It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis

Here are some one shots to escape reality and enjoy some lovely scenarios. Of course smut is included. Most chapers are short but I try to write as many as possible. Please don't mind my grammar- English is not my first language. If there are any personal wishes just text me ♥ Enjoy!!!

It's not a actual book its just poems about life. its sad, depressing, and pretty. you might like it you might not. don't hate though. I might relate to you but then I might not. each page is gonna be a different poem. I hope you like. And look at the pictures on there. Click on them. Some of the poem I don't do.

(SCREAM x reader) Coming back to Woodsboro for (Y/N) and her mom made them remember all of the happy and painful memories that they went through, but now (Y/N) wants to focus on making new happy memories so she could forget all of her past. Seeing her old friends was exciting for her, but could (Y/N) live happily now in Woodsboro? Or is something sinister lurking behind the shadows of the small town she used to remember? Book 1 - SCREAM 1996