❝ stop leaving me alone you uncultured swine !❞ -ˋˏ 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥 ! ꒱ ↷☕️🍢 (EDITED) started ; 3/28/20 completed ; 4/2/20

"haven't we met?" his eyes whispered and i had sudden flashbacks of us. it's been long, kim taehyung. ; pretend marriage au, tsundere!taehyung lmao but softer » sequel to mr arrogant book 1

she dreads to get to school because of one name. ; high school au, tsundere!taehyung lmao » under edit » #4 in fanfiction on 171222

Isla Sandoval has lived with one burning desire since the brutal massacre of her family. Determined to make the Havoc family pay, she has trained herself for years to infiltrate their world. Fake name, fake identity, fake person. As she gets closer to her goal, Isla finds herself trapped in a dangerous web of manipulation and power fighting not only to destroy the Havocs but to keep her own sanity intact in the face of Cain Miguel Havoc's dangerous desires.

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

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