There was something about London. Not the loud car filled streets, complete with bright red buses shining through the ever present rain. No, I mean the dark, dangerous streets of 1867 London. A man’s silhouette, complete with a pipe, a pile of silk and taffeta under a flickerling lamp, dressed delicately but daggers...
From the moment they had met, they had a connection. They weren't stupid; they both felt it. They were just each too stubborn of people and weren't going to say anything about it. A lot of good that did them.
Just some Camsten one shots I came up with. I hope you guys enjoy!
"Now I'm, I'm.." She scrambled to name the emotion but it was hard for her to do that when she was so filled with it. "Angry, you're angry. You're yelling, your pulse is racing and your heart is thumping in your ears." "Yes, I'm angry." "With me." "Yes, I'm angry with you." She amended trying to push the overwhelming...
It was just a general undercover operation. Well, it was supposed to be a general undercover operation. But then there was fire, then a hospital, and Cameron has never been more afraid in his life. Because he almost lost her. He almost lost his princess.
This is going to be a fanfic about Cameron and Kirsten, all characters are owned and created by ABC Family. None of these events have actually occurred in the show but these events are based off of ones in the show. HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!
It was purely residual emotion. She in no way liked Cameron. Definitely. So why did she recognize the feeling of the sample's to her own? Camsten story.
