"Who would've thought me, Beyoncé would end up with young Chris Brown." he chuckled lightly, "Shit, I knew we would end up together."

Our dearly beloved Christopher Brown encounters a girl a lot like him named Savannah Underwood. They don't hit it off right away but they come to like each other of course. They're growing teenagers dealing with teenage things and situations but together. Read the sequel! A Day to Remember

Sequel to Playing Hard To Get.

Christopher is a 26 year old individual who just happens to have intellectual disability. Lotus was the one who chosen to be his nurse. Lotus gets so attached to Christopher,and Christopher's feelings grew just as vast. What happens when Lotus gives into her feelings? Dis•pa•rate/adjective : To be especially different ; Exceptional. started:6/7/15 ended: 7/25/15 *Quickest story I've ever wrote* Ranks -- #5 Disparate.

Sequel to You Desreve

(DISCONTINUED) "It's like if Satan touched an angel...he's still going to be the dangerous fiery guy and I'll always be the angel, just a little more burnt each time. And one day, eventually there will be nothing left but ashes." "When's that day?" "It already passed." [Accomplishments- #1 in Teen Fiction]

[ARCHIVED 2018] "Why are you so obsessed with me?" I asked his dark silhouette. My bottom lip quivered as he turned around to face me. The hair on the back of my neck rised in anticipation as he scanned me. He took a few steps closer. I shivered as his fingers touched my collarbone. I let out an uneven breath as his fingers began to trail down up my neck. "You're the woman that was made for me, you belong to me." He paused and wrapped his hand in cup motion behind my neck hoisting me towards him. "You're mine." I darted my eyes up to his and I closed my eyes. "Then why are you doing this to me?" I asked in exhaustion. I felt his hand grip my forearm tightly and I let out a choked up gasp. "P-Please..." I whimpered. "You wouldn't love me otherwise." He paused. "You're too good for me and I can't lose you." His hands gripped at my waist bringing him closer to me. "I need to make sure I know what you do.." He began. "Where you do it, how you do it-every little thing you do I need to know." He ended at a stern note. "You're mine...you're my obsession." He whispered pushing me back to fall onto the floor. "Learn that and I won't have to teach you."

post traumatic stress disorder: a mental health condition triggered by experiencing or seeing a terrifying event.

..."Hey Mr. Stranger.." She said, lifting her head, and still, her eyes were closed. "Can you do me a favor and.." she paused, sniffing. "..kiss me?" "Can you do it.. Please.." Jaehee said, with her tears slowly rolling down on her cheeks. "I wanted to feel I'm loved.. just for tonight." She continued. Without any response, the charismatic stranger bit his lower lip and examined Jaehee's angelic and innocent face. He pinned Jaehee against the bricked wall and gave a peck on Jaehee's lips before wiping away her tears usin g his thumbs. He placed his palm on bricked wall before leaning in again and started to give Jaehee an incredible, long, deep, and passionate kiss. Probably the kiss she had never received from Sehun....