Dove has only spent a week moving into her new town when she finds herself running into, quite literally, the only boy in school who is more of an asshole than she is. Her hopes of keeping up her normalcy go down the drain when an arrow lands in her yard that same afternoon, and she finds herself entering into Kevin Khatchadourian's deadly little game. It leads to far more banter and memorable moments than either of them expected, but with great amusement comes greater loss, and Dove didn't expect the boy she cared about to also be the most dangerous one she'd ever met. But of course, even the devil can be a bit lovely, don't you think? - I figured. He was a teenage boy, of course he just wanted to mess with me. "I was bored, and you ran into me. I figured miss stuck-up could do with a little annoyance in her life," I huffed, glaring at him, "You ran into me! And I di-" He caught me off with laughter, pointing at me slightly with his bow, "See? You're doing it again. You do a little huff when you're mad, it's dumb." I opened my mouth to yell at him, but instead I closed it. I mentally counted backwards from ten, and sighed softly. "Alright, since you're bored I guess you won't mind me leaving, dumbass." I moved to go past him, our shoulders touching when he grabbed my wrist, tugging me back so I was facing him. We were so close to each other I had to look up to face him, my eyes widened, "What are you-" "I told you I was bored, didn't I, sweetheart?" He looked down at me, the grin that remained on his lips kept me still when the rest of me was told to run. Still, he leaned down, my body relaxing as I closed my eyes. I let myself fall into the trap, if only for a few seconds, as our lips brushed against one another. And then my phone rang. (Yes this is a Kevin Khatchadourian Fan Fic, no you don't need to read the whole book to understand or watch the movie but if you'd like to, you're free to do so!)

(🫀) Teu abraço é veneno disfarçado, O amor se torna dor e lamento, Cada beijo deixa um rastro marcado, No labirinto de um tormento. Teus olhos prometem um refúgio, Mas trazem o caos sob a pele, Entre carícias e um grito sujo, O afeto se torna uma cela cruel.

Kevin Khatchadourian - credits to original owners Imagies, short stories, one shots (😂) wattevvva~ Contains: volience (😉), sexual scenes, smuts and more...

》|' Amare et separa vix deo conceditur ' Even god finds it hard to love and be wise at the same time |《 She went in silence. But he was the force to be reckoned with and destroyed her wall, only bringing his devil like smirk while muttering , "When in pain, distract the brain.That's exactly what I'm doing now" ///Kevin Katchadourian x oc/// (All charaters except the ones I made belong to Lionel Shiver, in her We Need To Talk About Kevin. I used the movie adaptation for this fic)

ela estava em uma viagem magica pela inglaterra, resolve entrar sozinha em um charmoso pub para tomar alguma bebida, quando um garoto para do seu lado, ele é lindo, ela o olha de boca aberta enquanto ele pede uma bebida, ele pecebe o olhar e sorri pra ela....

𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑, uma adolescente de apenas 15 anos estudante da Gladstone High. Antissocial, depressiva e filha de uma mãe tóxica, a garota buscava uma forma de enfrentar o mundo e suas dificuldades sozinha. 𝐊𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍, o garoto estranho da classe. Tinha o dom de deixar todos desconfortáveis se quisesse. Sua mãe não o desejava e mal recebia conforto da mesma, tinha uma irmã caçula e praticava arco e flecha desde pequeno. 𝐎𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐒, como pólvora e fogo, vivenciam um relacionamento problemático, profundo, porém sincero. E qual será o final de Elizabeth? Viva ou morta? Isso todos queremos descobrir. 𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐇𝐎 ! : 𝐍𝐀̃𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐄 𝟏𝟔 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐒.