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Roommates (REWRITING) por XthatONEchicX
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strings | Grayson Dolan por fangirlingforharry
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When he's fighting he loses control; sometimes not even she can stop him...
taste | e.d por dreamydolan
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He was dangerous. He was deadly attractive. He was damaged. He possessed every quality a stereotypical bad boy was known to have. I was warned. But that didn't mean I couldn't get a little taste.
Cafe girl//g.d (ON HOLD) por Preachingdolan
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I head to my job entering the work room. I finish cleaning up as the same boy that enter the cafe every single day comes in making eye contact with me. Dedicated to: @saradolanaf
Being the players maid por Undercover0608
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Sixteen-year old Jessica Preston has her ups and downs. Ups she lives with one of the richest family's in the world, down she's their maid. Jaydon Walker, 16 year old bad ass player, up he has the whole school at his feet, down only after Braydon's done with them. What happens when Braydon's out of the picture, when Jessica and her brother move in with the walkers, when everyone but Jaydon, Jessica and James are gone.
Let Me Out e.d por 50shadesofEthan
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I brush my callused finger against the small tree. Blood smearing where my fingers tips had just been. This was new, untainted, not yet used by god's game called life. "It'll be okay right? I mean all we did was murder a man who was only going to slaughter others.." I whisper smoothly to the tree. It gives no reply. "Tsssk tsssk tsssk.. you know it's jussst you in that filthy head of yoursss. There is no 'we'. There never will be." I need not turn to find out who was behind me. I already knew it was just my inner darkness playing games with me. Trying to get a rise. "Ah but you see I'll find someone like me and when I do it'll be the most magnificent moment in history. We will move on to kill great people. Many great people." I smile slyly at the little tree. "Ah I sssuppossse all humansss sssearch for sssomeone whossse demonsss play well with their own. Isssn't it to bad that I'm not a demon.. jussst a figure of your imagination Ethan.."
Angel g.d por 50shadesofEthan
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Walking off the plane I see a group of girls waiting for Ethan and I. They all scream when they see us, but my eyes fall on one girl in particular. She blushed when she caught my stare and then joined the group of girls rushing to us. Who is she?