Flames
❝There's only a thin line between love and hate, and sometimes it feels like we're dancing on that line.❞ *Discontinued
❝There's only a thin line between love and hate, and sometimes it feels like we're dancing on that line.❞ *Discontinued
Trinity was an ordinary teenage girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls, but wasn't looked down on, either. She was just sort of there. Boys had never really shown any interest in her, skipping over her like she was just another brick in the wall. But when Trinity starts sending letters to an imaginary 'Mr.Perfect'...
What happens when the fame, family, friends, dreams, kids, and much more becomes a part of Louis and Beatrice's relationship?
"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.
My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.
She found him in the middle of a forest. He exposed her to a world she never imagined. Their lives will never be the same again.
Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.
Niall is broken. Although all anyone ever sees is the happy Irish lad. His first relationship ended with him thinking he was responsible for her committing suicide. Darcy, now going by Reaynn, is also broken. And like Niall all anyone sees is a happy American Military Child. Her first relationship ended when he bloc...
[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well;...