if you read this book, you are officially my baby love ♡♡♡ {highest ranking- 2nd in fanfiction}

The title says it all really. I'm going to write some imagines about The Dolan Twins. I've never written any imagines but I really want to start so here goes... I really hope you guys enjoy this. THERE MAY BE SOME MATURE CONTENT IN HERE SO JUST TO WARN YOU! PS- I might also include some preferences in here too. x

Sequal to "My Bully" so go and read that first! ---- Veronica has completely cut the Dolan twins from her life after being let down by them way too many times. She does everything in her power to never see them or talk to them or even think about them. But it's a challenge for her since they are very famous. But not everything goes the way you want to.

Hi I'm Chloe hills I am 17 years old and I live in L.A. I'm going to Flordia for a magcon convention with my friends Jadia and Olivia and some of my other really close friends. All of us had V.I.P tickets so we are going to be Abel to meet the boys but we end up doing more than just meeting.....

~🦋~ A 16 yr. old girl named Gabrielle O'Connor had just moved from New Jersey to Los Angeles, California. She has a rough past and hopes to change for the better when she moves to LA. O'Connor is the kind of girl who just wants to have a little fun and live a normal life. It's more importantly her fresh, new start. She wants deeply to change and leave her old ways behind. Yet, we all know things can almost never go the way we want. Will something come along, only to break her even more? Or will it help her put her broken pieces back together? Devil? Or guardian angel? That thing...was Grayson Bailey Dolan. ~🦋~

"Your mine forever, Don't forget"

'How is it possible @GraysonDolan has more followers than @EthanDolan when Ethan is clearly the better twin?' cover made by @MamaBailey :)

Dit is deel 2 van Vine Queen. Het is beter om Vine Queen zelfs te lezen maar niks hoeft persé. "Wanneer Nash? Wanneer stoppen we ermee? Wanneer komt er een tijd dat we toegeven dat we elkaar zat zijn," mijn handen gaan door mijn haar. Wetend dat wat ik net heb gezegd risico's heeft. Concequenties moet je accepteren. "N-nee Brook. Het spijt me." Waarom zegt hij het nu pas? Hij had al die tijd om te zeggen hoeveel spijt hij had. En deed het op de laatste moment wanneer ik eindelijk bereid was om hem los te laten. Hoeveel ik van hem hield. Het deed pijn om gekwetst te worden. Het deed pijn om elke week, elke dag en elke seconde ruzie te hebben. Van adoptie tot trouwen. Van trouwen tot ruzies. NIET MIJN VERHAAL NAKKEN. OF IK RAPPORTEER JE.

Unknown: Hey. Me: Hey? Hoe kom je aan mijn nummer? Unkown: Jij bent Lottie toch? Me: Misschien...... Unknown: is dat een ja of een nee? Me: hoe kom je aan mijn nummer?! Unknown: die heb jij mij gegeven!