New York, 1934: Working in a strip club as a dancer is not how (y/n) imagined life, but she managed so far. Yet the new band's guitarist, and an unmoral deal she is being pushed into turn her life around, and not for the better. Reader: female Words total ≈ 20 000 Warnings: violence, blood, mentions of nudity, mentions of prostitution, it's set in a strip club, so everything that comes along with that, I guess

"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)

Through Death, love was found. Through Life, a war was brought. Diana DeLuca's universe was shifted after meets the dark and intriguing Remington Leith. Everything is new and exciting, but dangerous and deadly. Is love worth living, or is the call of Death too strong?

MY FIRST NON BVB HA This is a lil Palaye Royale/Remington Leith story because why not lmao Basically a bit of a Peter Pan story with a more modern twist.

PLEASE BE AWARE I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 15 ITS GOING TO BE LOWKEY CRINGE "Life always comes to an end, but some go being remembered. I went by trying to escape my demons" -Rosslyn Quinn SEQUEL TO THIS BOOK IS OUT NOW! 《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》 "I told Tyler at the end of the year I would do it. I would end it all." Remington didn't hesitate at all. He pulled me close and kissed me passionately. "I swear to fucking God, you are not going to hurt yourself anymore. You need to live because who would I give my sweatshirts too, who would I hug, who would I make happy and hear that laugh, and who would I love?" Rosslyn Quinn is the sister to Kellin Quinn. They've been living together ever since Kellin moved out. Once he was gone, Rosslyn's dad just gave up on her. At 18 she moved to orlando. Kellin takes Rosslyn to the studio because she just went through the worst break up of her life. Tyler Baser was there for her when she needed him, but she soon found out that he was cheating. So kellin wanted her to cheer up a bit. When she got the studio, she meets these three guys. Remington, Emerson, and Sebastian. Remington was different than the other two. He had some feeling to him.

Cassandra King would never in a million years guess her father is an international rock star, much less the front man to her favorite band. When she is signed by Adeline Records, it brings her and Billie Joe Armstrong together. When Cassandra's mom picks her up, Billie soon realized who Cassandra really is...his daughter. To grow closer, Billie offers for Cassandra to join Green Day on tour, but while they're away...tragedy strikes. Will Cassandra and Billie grow to truly be father and daughter? Or will they just play the part...