"I hate her Grayson." "Well she doesn't hate you." in which Blake and Ethan hate each other till Blake gets in an accident.

"Hello class! My name is Mr. Dolan." Who would've thought that sentence would be the beginning of a whirlwind romance. At the age of 19 my sophomore year at the University of Fine Arts was about to take a turn for the better...or the worst depending on how you looked at this situation. *WARNING THERE IS EXTREME SEXUAL CONTENT WITHIN THIS STORY*

in which a girl is in an abusive relationship caused by the death of her boyfriends twin brother - best rankings so far: #3 in fanfiction #6 in youtubers #6 in angels #9 in dolantwins

"i'm just trying to fucking feel again." in which a girl completely loses touch with reality. lowercase intended

your hideous words controlled me dolan twins fanfic, for ethan highest rank: #25 in poetry out of 229k stories (thank you so much) ©dolanweed cover by: @dolanweed story inspired by numb by drippings, check out her book

Their fates were like the collision of the northern lights; enthralling, experimental, and inevitable. Harry Styles au | Mature

Life isn't easy for Serenity. Ever since she was little, she could see and communicate with the dead. She completely rejects the idea that she can communicate with them and tries to live a normal life. Fast-forward to an accidental encounter with a ghost and an event that turns him partly human and chaos has stricken. Can the broken balance between life and death be fixed or will this lead to more disasters? [All Rights Reserved 2014] © Regina Meeks

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

"Why, of all people, does it have to be you?" Seungcheol glared at Jeonghan, whose expression stayed neutral. "Do you think I want to be stuck here with a whiny brat like you?" Jeonghan replied, looking back at Seungcheol with a piercing gaze. "I'm not whiny. I just have bad days." "Sure you do." Jeonghan steps closer, his expression turning from calm to annoyed. "We all have bad days. And we all have good days. You're not special." Seungcheol stared back at him, without stepping down. He wasn't going to let this one smartass try to intimidate him. "Well, while we're stuck here, you're gonna have to get used to all my days." ________________________________ In parallel with Nights Book backgrounds all credits to tumblr.

"she played the guitar because she couldn't talk"