Svi imamo neke loše navike, zar ne...? Moja je ta što volim da brojim pare. Pare zarađene na ne tako lep način.

Was #1 in Fanfiction And #1 in Romance Kad je moj polubrat Justin došao da živi s nama dok sam išla u zadnji razred srednje škole, nisam očekivala da će biti takav kreten. Mrzila sam kad se iživljavao na meni jer nije želio da živi ovdje. Mrzila sam kad je djevojke iz naše škole dovodio u svoju sobu. Ali najviše sam mrzila to što moje tijelo reaguje na njega na nepoželjan način. Ispočetka sam mislila da Justinu u prilog idu samo snažni istetovirani trbušnjaci i lijepo lice. Ali naš odnos se promjenio i jedne noći dostigao kritičnu tačku..... Cover by me Justin Bieber as Himself Barbara Palvin as Diana Black

Mislila sam da imam sasvim normalan život, isplaniran i siguran, srećan. Do te jedne noći. Upoznala sam momka zbog kojeg sam počela da gubim razum. Izgovarala sam stvari koje nikada ne bih. Uvidjela sam monotonost svoga života. Unio je promjenu u njega. Unio je avanturu, ushićenost, sreću i ljubav. Ono šta nisam znala iza njegovog drskog tona i predivnih osmijeha je istina koja se krije i bolna prošlost koja ga je promijenila i napravila distanciranom osobom koja je sada. Zato sam pokušala da budem najbolja i unesem tu istu ushićenost i sreću u njegov život, kao što je on meni. I ljubav. Ponajviše ljubav. Mislim, mogao je bar da mi kaže koliko je opasan njegov posao. Ili da mi kaže šta osjeća. Šta trenutno misli. Stvarno. Taj momak me toliko zbunjuje. Nikada ga neću skontati. Mogao je bar da mi kaže zašto se vratio. Šta ga je natjeralo da ostane i nakon što smo se upoznali. Zašto sam ja bila drugačija? Stvarno. Nikada mi ništa ne govori. Čekaj, je l' mi to visi končić sa haljine? Ovo je moja prva priča koju sam pisala ko zna koliko davno i trenutno je uređujem, da bude bolja. Budite zato blagi, ipak je prva. :) I dalje ne vjerujem da ima preko 200k reads. Šta?

After a nuclear disaster, it was discovered that human experiments were taking place under the destroyed powerplant. The victims of the expiriments are increndibly dangerous and mentally unstable. They're called "Xin's".

**dont ask me to translate i don't let people translate anything I looked at the beautiful girl in my bloodstained arms, who was staring at me with wide eyes. They screamed fear and were begging me to end it quickly. But the thing is, I didn't want to kill her. I stroked her hair with my claws and sent her a ghastly smile. I don't know why but I wanted to just hold her more and be with her. I don't understand. I shouldn't be feeling like this. I'm not a nice person. I'm a killer. "Killer" is under full copyright and copying or posting on other profiles of websites will not be permitted. Please do not steal my story idea or story itself. Unless I say you can, don't post this somewhere else. All rights reserved to me, Kris. "Killer" 2013 ©

"Nismo krvno vezani, sjećaš se?" Cover by marija_kolarevic

We are all in the same game; Just different levels. Dealing with the same hell; just different devils. all rights reserved to °hyperalgesia°

Neurotic:[noo-rot-ik] Suffering from, caused by, or relating to neurosis. Synonyms: mentally ill, mentally disturbed, unstable, unbalanced, maladjusted, psychopathic, phobic, obsessive-compulsive He's unstable, mentally deranged, possessive, aggressive, and obsessive. Not only has he killed, tortured, robbed, and kidnapped. He's obsessed with a girl he's been stalking for years. The adorable and loving , Malarie Dawson. Yet, there's a twist in their story. Jason will stop at nothing, until he gets her into his arms. Whatever Jason wants, he always gets. Will Malarie learn to love him, and give him a chance, after he forcefully takes her away from her family? Or will she view him as dangerous, along with the rest of the world? Highest Ranking: #8 in Fanfictions Copyright © 2015 Alexis W. All Rights Reserved.

**Story was called Obey me. **UNDER EDITING IM REWRITING EVERYTHING** What the alpha says is what the alpha wants you to do. Obey the alpha. Obey me. © 2012-2015 by Kris. All rights reserved. No copying of this story may be permitted at all.

Сваки клик све ју је више увлачио у пропаст. Полако је све постало реалност и свака мисао постала је опипиљива. 1. mesto na Winter Contestu u kategoriji Short Stories ( @thewattstorycontest )