In which a fan introduces Ashton Irwin to the world of fanfiction. © 2014 webby | bonnaroo

in which a pessimistic girl that can't seem to get over her fathers death and a stupid boy with a fondness towards semi-aquatic animals learn how to fall in love with the help of a little something called The Buddy System. completed: december 2, 2015

I think I just saw you die.

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

"You know you can trust me." "I can't just trust you, it doesn't work that way."

Addison Knight is my name, playing nice is not my game. Well, that's not completely true. It's only with the Daniels' that I'm not civil. They're annoying, bothersome, jerks who are practically my brothers. We grew up together so we're always on each others nerves. On my seventeenth birthday - the year my parents agreed to take me on a road trip - my life turns into a disaster. Call me over dramatic if you want, but when your cozy little trip across the country suddenly turns into a massive, chaotic circus, you're not going to be the happiest goldfish in the box. *** © This story, "The Road Trip," is protected under copyright laws. Any infringement of this copyright is punishable by law. © Posted 5/20/12 Completed 7/30/12

Have you ever received a random text message from the wrong number? Well Violet did, and she got it from the one and only Michael Clifford. Life goes on with all these twists, and multiple ups and downs. But it all depends on how you handle them. Please do not copy my story, thank you.

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected

She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels