❝ this is your bodyguard for the next little while, agent brendon urie. ❞ ___________________________________________ ┏ 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄. 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐂𝐔, 𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒. ┛ 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒: •1st place in the fanfiction category of the shooketh awards 2018 •Honorable mention in the fanfiction category of the shooketh awards 2018 •2nd place in the action category of the grand poe's awards 2018 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐘: @-shadowlights © 𝐎𝐇𝐅𝐑𝐗𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐄

"Why the fuck don't you hate me?" "I don't know, I can't help but love you." Brendon Urie: wealthy owner of two large mansions, the talk of the city, the man who throws parties larger than any other in the state, dark, up to no good, messes with women, and overly proper. He made his fortune from lineage alone. Rarely does he come out of his home, and rarely is he one to be generous without benefit to his reputation. His eyes have a glint of mischief. You, however, are a girl he knows everything about; the only foreign thing to him would be the strange heart mark on your shoulder. When your father gets a job as his butler and Mr. Urie is "generous" enough to let you live in the same home as him, how will you deal with an enticing man who you know nothing about but knows everything about you? And why do you seem to always come crawling back to him? WARNING: a few sensitive subjects and vulgar language, but I didn't want to mark it as mature because it shouldn't get too extreme. If it does I will be sure to mark it mature as soon as possible. UPDATES EVERY WEEKEND Cover made by me. From the author of Fuck is a Bad Word! However, this story is very, very different. . . Due to the story line, Sarah Urie is not in this book. However, I have nothing against her or her marriage to Brendon :)

I was trapped with him in an asylum. And he was a fucking maniac.

You can't make a Church Boy out of an Atheist, but you can make a Bad Girl out of a Christian. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Brendon Urie Fanfic

*completed* "Do you know what I thought the first time I met you?" Brendon asks me a few minutes later. "Hmm?" I mumble, my head still against his arm. "I thought, 'Great, this girl is probably going to be unbearably annoying and end up falling for me.'" I shoot my head up and look at him defensively. "That's not what I was expecting to hear," I say poutily. He laughs and puts his arm around my waist. "You know what the funny part is?" he asks again. I look at him, signifying that I want him to continue. "The funny part is, I think I ended up falling for you first." In which Ashley O'Brien is sent away from her home to live with her father's god parents and a teenaged boy named Brendon.

Owen Grey, 22, New York. He was perfect. He was everything that she wanted. He had dusty long blonde hair, shining blue eyes and a clean tattoo-less body. He was kind, caring, and he was the most easy-going guy that she had ever met. His was charming, and truthful in every single way. Or, so she thought. Brendon Urie, 29, Los Angeles He was famous for having an amazing voice. He was married to Sarah Urie, a beautiful woman that originally stole his heart away. But, years later he had started growing away from Sarah. The longer he was in the relationship, the more he felt alone. So, he had made a tinder profile for a man by the name of Owen Grey, the complete opposite of him. That's when he had met her. (Y/N). //I love Sarah, please do not go ahead and get mad for my portraying her differently than she actually is //