This Wasn't Supposed To Be Mutual (Brendon Urie fanfic)
Mr. Urie is my teacher. I am his student. Sometimes students fall for their teachers. But really, he wasn't supposed to fall for me too. Cover by @sorryimalana
Mr. Urie is my teacher. I am his student. Sometimes students fall for their teachers. But really, he wasn't supposed to fall for me too. Cover by @sorryimalana
That cute senior in art class. Brendon. It seemed like he had such a beautiful mind. He's a smooth talker and flirty. He's funny as hell and has a bright smile that will make a girl melt into a puddle. Kai is a sophomore. She has a passion for art and is shooting for a scholarship. Kai, wanting help and an exc...
Brendon Urie is a history teacher in Los Angeles who falls for his student, Delilah Jackson. After a few studying "dates" together, the two develop a connection that ends with a kiss. It's the beginning of something great for them...until things start to get in the way of what they have. Parents, the school and other...
Who could love me? I'm out of my mind. He was at the climax of his journey and swimming with triumph with his wife right by his side. "We did it." He asserted, not knowing of the imminent downfall to come. For he had been blinded, so blinded in fact that he couldn't predict just how far he was going to fal...
When sixteen-year-old, Anastasia 'Annie' Evans, finds out that her mother's newly-engagement comes with having a stepbrother, she starts to develop a certain attachment to him; not knowing that she's about to embark on a euphoric adventure full of lust, lies, and secrets. [highest ranking : #1 in Fanfiction]
I hurt the one I love most because of something no one could control, and now I may never get her back
"Why is green your favorite color?" "Because it's the color of your eyes." Long time best friends, Luke and Autumn, spend their first year of college living together. They would say unexpected love is the best type of love. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not...
in which a boy who has dyed hair meets a girl who wants to die. © plaidlucas | 2014
"I yearn for the weekends, because lately, its the only reward for surviving the week."
"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyon...
~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected