The Alpha And The Omega 2
Book 2 in the series!! It would be silly to read this one before the first one, so don't be silly.
Book 2 in the series!! It would be silly to read this one before the first one, so don't be silly.
"You're here because you can't sleep. Or won't let yourself eat. Maybe voices speak to you sometimes. Maybe... You don't know what's wrong. Whatever the reason, whatever the cause... You belong here. I suggest you get comfortable." (A Pentatonix + mental illness AU)
The second book of "Gas Station (Scomiche) Scott and Mitch are married now with two kids, when a certain someone comes back into their lives will their marriage last?
How do you learn to live again after a terrible tragedy? When part of your heart has been ripped from you, and you feel every day, like you should have died too? That is what Jordan is trying to do. To live again. However, after 8 months, every day continues to be a struggle. Until one day, she meets him. So...
"I take every boy there just to make out with them, you were nothing special, Scott." But he was. Scott was special. Mitch just didn't want to admit it. Not after they fought for so long and broke up. Scott had a hurt look on his face, but Scott isn't really one to share his emotions or burst out crying in front of...
When Mitch reconnects with his high school best friend Scott, who is now a super famous Grammy award winning singer, he realises how much he's changed in those five long years he hasn't seen him. Could he be developing feelings for him? Or was it all just admiration for how successful Scott has become?
This is the version of the book "just.. love me" started by @olimpiaa but finished by me. "After a hookup they had in high school and years of being apart, Scott and Mitch reunite without knowing so. When a six-year-old girl turns up at Scott's doorstep with a letter in hand, stating she's his daughter, they spend fi...
The tattoo grew on my forearm right before my eyes. The red was now gone... completely barren, yet it was the most beautiful part of me now... a tree ready to bloom. The roots of the tree bled into my veins, and the tree seemed to move as if it were blowing in the wind. This tree represented my life. And now I had a y...