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In His Light (Andy Biersack) by LeenaGrace
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Ballet, kitty-cats, and frill are three easy words to describe Murey Nabella White. All her life she has been sheltered in the richer part of California. She's never been the type to take risks, or try and stand out from the crowd. She's simply an ordinary girly girl, who enjoys reading, and hanging out with her best friend, Lilly. But, something happens when she stumbles upon a boy named Andy, with his dark looks and mysterious personality, he lures her into another realm. His twisted thoughts of overcontrolling ways and brutal suggestive lines tear her world in half. She's torn between running away or sticking with the feelings of her heart. Is miss perfection ready for the embodiment of past mistakes and cruel ideas?
Ribcage- Andy Biersack/ Black Veil Brides by Into_The_Greyxo
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"There's one thing you should know about me Delia Vincent, I don't date. Got no heart to break and emptiness is safe, keep it that way." He was adamant in his choices... ...But then things changed.
Saviour { Andy Biersack X Reader} by IronicPeaceSigns
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Andy is the lead singer of black veil brides. what if you and your friend go to warped tour.
Beastly || Andy Biersack by thesonsofnight
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"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."