"If anyone finds out about this, I will, personally, make sure your life is a living hell."

He slowly pulled away, as I still held his hair. He didn't let go of my waist and I stared at him, finally seeing him clear. The way I should have been feeling for years. I saw that he was the one. He always had been. When I'm sad he makes me happy and when I'm happy he's the reason. ----------------------------- //COMPETED//

"She is Art. What the fuck do you expect from her, other than confusion, beauty and a goddamn soul?!"

"So what do you do other than intimidate and seduce the shit out of people?" I ask, my enraged tone caused by the fact that I'm tied into a chair. "I kill people." He smiles. His words serious, his grin sarcastic. "Ohh, sniper? You know, that type shit." I challenge, a glare stuck to my face. "Nope, I prefer a blade for...close up contact." He walks behind me, pulling my hair off to the side, whispering down my neck. "A wire around the neck." He runs his index finger up and down my sensitive neck, chilling me to my core. "You like watching people die?" I ask, my voice low in a husky whisper, just as his. "No, I like seeing them beg." He pulls down on my hair, making tilt my head back. The quick movement making me gasp. He kisses my jaw and down my neck as I squeeze my eyes shut. "Don't be afraid little Kitten. I won't hurt you." THANK YOU FOR GETTING ME TO: • number one under #spies • number four under #dolantwins • number two under #graysondolan

"Why can't you just love me," I screamed "I'm scared to lose you," Grayson cried.

Grayson ruined zoey's 6th birthday party. Since that day she hates him. And nothing could possibly change the fact that she hates Graysons guts for good. But something unexpectedly happened and things between them start changing. This is no other ordinary love story. "It's like my life has been cursed, every day something bad happens to me" - Zoey "I'll do anything for zoey" -Grayson "I need to find a way to stop this curse" -zoey

"You were my reason to live."

"Dorm 1001, Miss Stewart." The lady at the welcome desk gave me the key to my room. "Thank you." I made my way down the walkway to the large building that will house most of the freshman class. Unfortunately, I do not know my roommate. I really hope we get along because if not we will be head to head all year. As I walked out of the elevator and down the red carpeted hallway, I found my dorm room, 1001. I put the key in the hole and twisted the knob. I nearly fainted at my next sight. "Who are you??? Am I in the right building?!?" I asked the tall, dark haired boy unpacking his boxes. "Um... Are you Delilah?" He asked looking me up and down. "Yes... I am. Who are you?" I asked questionably. "Well good. I'm your new roommate, Delilah. I'm Grayson."

In which a teenage girl sits out on her porch every night to admire the stars, and finally has some company when twin boys move in next door. A Grayson Dolan Fanfiction © Ericka | 2017

I am not really sure how I am going to tell him. After all, I barely even know him.