"I hate everyone." "Except me, right?" "No, especially you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective? ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Genies grant three." "I'll take three." I shrug. "Two." He bargains. "Three." I say sterner. "One." He couldn't look any more relaxed. I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn. "Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt. "I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."

━━━━━━ ❝ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃. ❞ 𝒂 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒-𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗒 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗎n - 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾. 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝗷𝗼𝗵𝗻 𝗯 𝘅 (𝗳𝗲𝗺) 𝗼𝗰 season two description inside ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ 𝑶𝑵 𝑯𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑺 !

━━━━━━ ❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄, 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆? ❞ 𝗷𝗼𝗵𝗻 𝗯 𝘅 𝗼𝗰 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇e 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚

book 3 of 4 have you ever hated someone so badly you just wanted to shoot them dead? yeah, well, be careful what you fucking wish for. let's get one thing straight, when bianca prescott wrote up that hit list, she never intended on actually murdering anyone. sure, she wished it once or twice. okay, total lie, it was definitely more than that. so yeah, maybe she never wanted anyone to die that day on the boat but make no mistake, she is a killer. a murderer, no matter how beloved. there comes a time where no costume can conceal what you don't want to see. sooner or later, the clothes come off, the makeup washes away and the real you emerges. your secrets, your sins, your truths, your lies and bianca was concealing the worst of them all. the world may be a stage, but in the outer banks, the play doesn't matter. it's all in the execution. 𝗷𝗷 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰

book 2 of 4 on the outside, looking in, bianca prescott was back to who everyone knew her as- kook princess, island royalty, who couldn't give less of a fuck about the pogues like they were poo on her jimmy choo's. but bianca had a hit list. just... not exactly the murder kind. after her best friend, sarah cameron drowned at sea, punished for her utter infatuation with the wrongly accused murderer, fugitive and ring-leader of the pogues, she knew she had to ruin them all. one by one. because bianca prescott was a vengeful, vindictive bitch and revenge was sweet, but inflicting it was even sweeter. 𝗷𝗷 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰

book 1 of 4 ever since bianca 'b' prescott was born, she was told that she was the fairest of them all. and like any, the island's very own kook princess had a reputation- she was stubborn and shallow and most of all, she was a spoiled bitch. but every fairytale had an ending and soon enough when the clock struck twelve, bianca would come to realise that her carriage was a rotten, fungus infested pumpkin, that her dress would wilt away to torn, mud-speckled rags and when she kissed her prince charming, he would turn into a fat, ugly, wart-ridden toad. 𝗷𝗷 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰

STORY 4 BOOK 2 of Loving November Grace Five years ago I was swept up in this storm. The storm of him. And for a beautiful second, our clouds, they collided. Our skin hydrated. Loving the way the rain felt across our nerves. The electricity, the lightning burning us. And this storm it broke and fixed me all at once. It tore down everything in it's path, destroyed walls and melted ice I thought was forever going to be inside of me, but it also nurtured my heart and I grew. I grew and I survived everything after; all the consequences of loving him. We survived. I was left with memories, and imprints that only whispered to be heard. And even they faded over the years. I wasn't ever going to see him again and that was okay. It was okay until it wasn't. Until it wasn't a reality. And he walked right into my little coffee shop. Because when two points are destined to touch, when paths are pushed together, forced to cross- There's no rule that they only cross once. If the universe wants it, it will always find a way to make the connection. Cole and I lost each other, and I thought that was fate, that is what was destined for us. It was the safest thing for us all. It still is. And that is fine. But when we did meet again, all those years later- it wasn't. Nothing at all was fine. There are so many reasons why I should have stayed away, so many reasons why that fire, that fire should have gone out by now, and nothing but ash should be left. Yet it burned. Us. Them. It was destructive and neither of us even wanted it. But. It's us. Our hearts are old friends, our skin, etched with each other's fingertips.

"𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝗽𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂." Chaos may be the only way to describe Clailea Del Rosario's 9 years of life. In a nasty divorce, somehow Clailea's druggie mother won custody over her 3 year old daughter. Clailea doesn't think it's all that bad, she likes books, and Frank Sinatra on her old vinyl player. She also likes the rain. She loves the rain. Now, 6 years later, utterly broken and abused, Clailea is returning home. Much like her silly nickname her brothers had gifted her, her life had seemed to be in puddles. Her 7 brothers. Yep, absolute chaos. ------------ Started: April 16th 2022 Finished: ... -------- 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

Brookhaven Hollow, a small village existing in the middle of nowhere, is a refuge for the lost. This includes Jude, and her older brother, Dylan, who wish to escape from their past lives and everything in between. Written by crimsontales87

[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.