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To Dylan by happiIy
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To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
colorless ◇ luke hemmings ◇ book one by HARClSSlST
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about the girl that loved colors almost as much as she loved him. book one of the suicide series.
♥Color Doesnt Matter♡ by savage_NoWebbie
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"I dont care what your color is baby all I want is you" Mareo says. Diamond Lane is new to the country and what she doesnt know is that she will have a hard time. Where her grand parents live Colors and whites dont get along like they should. But all people arent the same. Diamond meets Mareo Vasquez a emo boy with a heart made of gold the only problem they face is......their two different colors. Will they become friends and see if things will work or will they leave each other alone and continue the segregation? Read on and see....♡♡♡♡♥♥♥♥ Copy Right intended....all rights are reserved anybody caught copying any part of this story will be terminated by George Fisher Law Firm.
Trap Queen. by radiatings
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Compton changed everything. In Riverdale, I used to be able to walk outside at night without having to worry about anything happening to me. I could walk outside in broad daylight and wouldn't have to worry about drive-by's. I used to be able to come home and be able to rely on a homemade meal made by mother-and my father sitting on the couch with her. But now, everything's changed. My dad dipped out on me and my mom, my mom and I are struggling to make ends meet, and I'm in these streets. Never would I imagined that myself, Egypt, would be out on the streets selling drugs to support myself. But if it helps me support me and my mother, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Now I have responsibilities that I would've never expected, and people depend on me more than ever before. © all rights reserved // livythecreator