"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood whe...
I heard feet shuffle behind me, I quickly turned around seeing nothing. I sighed irritably continuing to walk without my ditch of a friend. Where could she have gone? Probably shagging some dude at the back of the club like she always does. My thoughts were cut short when a pair of hands grabbed me by my waist turning...
Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.