A Brahms Heelshire fanfic, written in 2015 by HeelshireBoi. TW: violence, blood, abuse, mature content, profanity [18+ Readers ONLY] A/N: This was my very first fanfic as an inexperienced writer. Please excuse any grammatical errors or plot-hole's in the storyline.

You finally escape with an injured Malcolm, but you can't leave Brahms at the mansion alone, so you return, only to find out why he really hid in the walls for all of those years. This book is an aftermath/continued interpretation from the 2016 horror movie 'The Boy'. I don't own any characters but all of the chapters I have written myself. Please don't copyright! (I don't own any pictures)

⚠️ DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 13! THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES! * POTENTIAL REWRITE IN THE MAKING! He slithered his hand around her waist and whispered into her ear. "You won't be able to walk properly after this." * I was about 13/14 years old when I made this. Please forgive me for my uneducated and cringey ass💀

A HARRY POTTER FANFICTION! Draco Malfoy has just escaped from the epic Battle of Hogwarts. But at what cost? He still must answer for choices he's made. When the unexpected happens, there's just one place for him to go...

This version has some changes in characterisation. Brahms is a little more human, and less psychotic, and Greta is now Laurie (due to copyright minimisation) is a little more vulnerable. The story begins 2 weeks into Laurie's employment, one day before the Heelshire's commit suicide, five days before her life is changed irrevocably. This story line explores how things might have been had Laurie and Brahms had time to get to know each other, and how Brahms reacts and responds to Laurie's more understanding approach to his situation. Brahms's monster is made .... can it be unmade? Contains sex and swearing. I have changed Cole to Joel, and Sandy to Amanda.

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, and seconds later her back slams against the wall. His fingers dig into her wrists, making her feel a stinging pain shoot up her arms. Her eyes are shut tight. 'Open your eyes'. She keeps them shut. 'Open your eyes, angel'. Her head is twisted to side, wanting to melt into the wall. His broad chest pressed up against every inch of her skin. He slams her against the wall again, making her yelp in pain, 'I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES!' She opens them slowly and looks at his face. She can see his eyes, black pools of emotion. Obsession. Lust. Possessiveness. Desire. Love. Dominance. Angelica Ziva Kareem. A beautiful, young woman, who aspires to complete her degree in Medicine. Her dream? To travel the world, to be free and to help those in need. Gabriel Dominic Rodrigo. Handsome, dark, possessive. Rich and hard working to the world above. Monster to the underworld. His life? What he wants, he gets. And he has his eyes set on little Angelica.

Dear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIMER: I do not own the photos I use for the covers of my books. All credits belong to their respective owners.

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry