He's a serial killer. I want him to burn in Hell. So why do I love him? ~~~~~ ~I do not believe Andy Biersack would ever actually be like this/commit these crimes. This is 100℅ fiction~ ⚠ WARNING: Crude humor, violence, sexual content, gore, and some disturbing scenes. -Cat Slow updates/on hold Cover by: @SurroundedByThorns

It's been two years since Scarlet seen Andy. In those two years she thought he was dead, but she was wrong. With Sehun dead everything will be okay, right? ❝My love is like playing with fire❞ (Sequel to "Gorgeous Nightmare") (Warning: violence)

In this book, a young girl Carolyn, who is indeed a ghost, is going to have the boys of BVB move into her house. They think she's a living person and since she doesn't want to ruin the relationship they will already have starting, she doesn't bother telling them that she is actually dead. But what happens when Andy falls for her? Will things work out? Will she be able to become human again? Or will she have to tell him the truth and move on. Will she cross over or find a way to be human? All the answers to your questions can be found in Unbeloved.

"I heard all about your little bet, Andy so whats it gonna be? You gonna screw the broken girl and finish the bet? Or are you going to pretend to care, draw out the fun just a little bit longer? You know what, just fuck me and get it over with Andy. After tonight, I want nothing to do with you. Don't talk to me, look at me or so much as breathe in my direction. Whatever this was to you, its over." By the end of her rant, tear tracks gleamed on her high cheek bones and trailed down her face. The only way to describe her was savage beauty, and despite her anger and disappointment in him, it took his breath away with the force of a sucker punch. Andy's mind raced to come up with an excuse only to come to a halt when he realized she wouldn't believe him if he told her anything but the truth. "Kris, I care about you, so much. And yes, it started out as a prank, a bet. I never expected to fall in love with you, but I did. I don't expect you to believe or forgive me, I'll leave you alone. Forever. Just remember that if you ever need me, or just want someone to yell at, call me and I will drop everything to be by your side. I love you, Kris." His voice cracked as he said my name and it took everything I had not to give in then and there. Instead I looked away from him and clenched my jaw to keep the tears at bay. He sighed and nodded his head in defeat. Then he walked away, and he left me, heart torn to pieces in the middle of a dollar store parking lot.

It's hard to trust those around you, especially when you've become the obsession of a serial killer. But for Andy, this is no ordinary game of cat and mouse. *will probs contain dirty shit* *Why do people like this story so much, it's probably the definition of cringe and terrible writing*

"You only care about yourself." I snapped. His face softened. "That's not true." Such a lie. He had no shame in lying to my face, nor did he have shame in his behavior or actions towards me. He was selfish. He only cared about himself and no one around him. The games he played with my head. The things he said to my face. Everything he's done to me has broken me more than I already was, so why was I still here? Why was I here with him? Why was I thinking about him and thinking of his feelings instead of my own? "I care about one thing." "What's that?" I asked gently. "You."