Lies j.g.
"Lie to me again." she whispered "I love you." he said
"In 10 years, if we're both single and cross paths again, let's just get married." "Married? Like no dating?" "No dating. Just straight up married." "Okay. I'm in."
unmasked; expose the true character of or hidden truth about In which a girl who hides her true self in order to keep her mothers reputation safe, that is until a boy comes along and helps her unmask her true self and alongside a crazy past. Copyrights @ 2015 Sincvrelyshae All Rights Reserved.
BOOK 1 "but you're his best friend." "you're his ex. what's your point?" *lowercase intended*
Taylor, Jack Johnson's twin sister, lived with their father while he lived with their mother. Something terrible happens resulting with her having to move in with her mom and brother that she hasn't seen in over 10 years. Jack has a friend with him when they're at the airport, and he catches her eye. (in the process...
"Welcome to The Loft. Ecstasy, lust, pleasure, desire, every and anything you want, you can have it all. All you have to do is accept the key."
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Emily Evans and Jack Gilinsky fall madly inlove at first sight. Its almost meant to be until obstacles threaten to break them apart. They know their love is unbreakable but when an inevitable strikes them both, how will they get passed it?
I walked into our apartment to find the love of my life on the floor dead. __________________________________ short story In which a boy can't remember anything from his past where there might be clues to who killed his wife. © All Rights Reserved to @lmaowilk © 2015 @lmaowilk
Mackenzie Johnson, a photographer, trouble maker, sport playing, singer, musician 17 year old. Her brother, Jack Johnson, of course has his friends. And Mack just happens to like one of them; Jack Gilinsky. But, when Gilinsky makes the announcement of him having a girlfriend, Mack was hurt but not going to make it ha...
Katherine Young lives in New York City and besides the fact of having an on-the-rise super star as her best friend, she is your typical 18 year old girl. That is, until she meets Jack Gilinsky. The boy who sneaks up on her and makes her discover a love filled with passion and hate.
Sam, a troubled girl gets shipped out to Los Angeles to live with her aunt and cousin, Cameron Dallas. At a new school she hates, she meets a lot of new life long friends. But she's not too sure about the mean and rude Jack Gilinsky. AUTHORS NOTE: I really apologize for this book I wrote this when I was very young and...
he wasn't supposed to be intrigued by her innocent nature and she wasn't supposed to become bedeviled by his snap and senselessness. he thought he was getting along fine before, until he made the graceful mistake of letting her become his world. © lostinrealitys 2015
"But you've always loved him. You couldn't even love anyone else other than him" "That's what I thought too..."
"They thought I was worthless, but I didn't mind. I didn't think much different."
"Maybe You Could Be My Happy Ending." Jack said while brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. If any of you want to steal something from this story, you won't be dealing with me. You will be dealing with the laws of copyright. :)
He was the type of guy that could cut diamonds with his jawline and make girls fall for him in an instant. He road a motorcycle to school and didn't remember the names of the girls he kissed. He has the entire school wrapped around his finger, willing to do anything he wanted. He was athletic, good- looking, rich. H...
"But why? Why would you even think like that?" "Because I'm afraid I'm going to lose you.... and I can't lose someone again"
[jack gilinsky] in·som·ni·a noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep. ___________________ I haven't gotten up in days. I just lay in bed, writing about all the things that we could've been And all the things we will never be. Sometimes, I don't even write. I just put the date on the top, right hand corner of...
its funny how sometimes the thing that we love the most can be the thing that kills us