"Harry." I glare. "Violet." He smirks. - He had those tempting green eyes patched with a smirk and she wore a glare with the sweetest heart. She was his smartass. His darling sunshine. They were both hiding secrets. They both wanted to disappear. When their paths cross one day, they do everything in their power t...
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Duplicity by @happydays1d chapter summary, theories and songs If you are struggling to find duplicity i have put the link in the comment section of my page and if you are still struggling to find it feel free to private message me and I'll send you the link for it
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓 Making a bet to see who will ask to kiss the other first is easy, right? Not if you're living together. . . © hairtoolong [ slowly editing ]
"Brad, what're you doing?" I whisper, only just loud enough to be heard over the music but soft enough to not ruin the incredible intimacy of the moment. His eyes flicker upwards to look intensely into mine again. "I was going to kiss you" he whispers in reply in an equally hushed voice. "Why?" What Not To Do When You...
[completed] "You're pretty shy aren't you?" "You're pretty arrogant aren't you?" ©unholycalum Highest ranking #1 under bradleysimpson
Who knew having Brad Simpson being your room mate would cause so much drama.
- stuck in her mind, like her favourite song - Elisabeth, or Lizzy as she likes to be called, can't believe it. It was supposed to be a joke. She sent her CV and the motivation letter on the off chance, not thinking that she ever did have an actual chance of being accepted. But she did. She got accepted. So this summ...
*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...