[COMPLETED] A color so dark that possesses such potential-burgundy. Could a color so dark be deemed worthy of love? If black could be the inevitable twilight and it could be adored with a side of whiskey, then surely burgundy could be worthy of some type of adoration. And, for a time, it was.

***UNDER CONSTRUCTION*** sovereign ˈsɒvrɪn/ noun noun: sovereign; plural noun: sovereigns 1. a supreme ruler, especially a monarch. secrecy ˈsiːkrɪsi/ noun the action of keeping something secret or the state of being kept secret.

[ COMPLETED ] "you seem to yik everything I yak." "is that even a thing?" achievements: #1 in short story #3 in fanfiction ✺ ✺ ✺ COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud all rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story! I am in no way affiliated or own the yik yak app. this is just for entertainment purposes.

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"Dear Ms. Kaia Diamandis, We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected from an extraordinarily gifted pool of international applicants for entrance in the scholarship program for CMT; Camp for the Musically Talented." All rights reserved to Mowglis © 2015 Cover credits to dissolve

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

[COMPLETED] A man so mentally unbalanced drowning in a world of judgement and nonacceptance finds himself in front of the only woman that will treat him as an equal. But will his undeniably demeaning track record of the amount of times blood has been stuck under his fingernails cause yet another therapist to give up on him? Or, for once, will he finally be capable of loving someone other than his first murder and himself?

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.