Amberly and Emma wake up without remembering anything, but they discover things soon enough. One gladly accepts the new situation. The other is left with an infinite river of questions. Is everything as she's told it is? Is she really who she's told to be? (Cover made by the amazing irwinsobs) © 2015 | 5sosagesandme
so·li·tude [sol-i-tood] n. the state of being or living alone; a lonely, unfrequented place. © 2015 | irwinsobs ** DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLENN RHEE OR ANY OTHER CHARACTER FROM THE WALKING DEAD THAT ARE MENTIONED IN THIS STORY. THEY BELONG TO THE WRITERS OF THE SHOW. I ONLY OWN CLARA.
Violet is bored. And so, she starts up a game with the deadliest and the most treacherous man on the planet. A game she plans on winning. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Jim Moriarty, all the credit for the character goes to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. © 2015 | irwinsobs
Another call. Another bullet. Another victim. It goes like this almost every week. A call from Her. A name, address. I take my - no, Her - gun, one or two bullets and leave. Kill another innocent girl. Luke is forced to become a heartless murderer, until he finds that one girl he absolutely can't kill. (Cover made by...
just your average girl-finds-a-phone, boy-has-a-minor-kink story shoutout to Alice (aka ruggehemmo on Tumblr) and phansmovingcastle (also on Tumblr) for being my amazing beta readers :) © 2015 | irwinsobs