[ Highest Rank #32 In Short Story ( 04 - 12 - 2016 ) ] unknown number : heyyy acifeerrr! : .. and you are ? unknown number : it's ethan from math, don't you remember me? : um, i don't know you. © 2016

A group chat with Ethan and Grayson Dolan cuz why not :/

one shots & parts.

She will never be mine. _______ 2016 ©majestic

groupchat with grayson and ethan turns out crazy? + btw this book is just for fun :))

"oh princessa, haven't you noticed? you're mine."

(ethan). when large condoms puts an overly confident boy and a intriguing girl together. ❝hey, do you know where the condoms are?❞ [COMPLETED] + DISCLAIMER-THIS IS A SHORT STORY (very cringe as written when I was extremely young!) ♡

If you want me to make you a imagine just ask and I definitely will:)

Walking off the plane I see a group of girls waiting for Ethan and I. They all scream when they see us, but my eyes fall on one girl in particular. She blushed when she caught my stare and then joined the group of girls rushing to us. Who is she?

I brush my callused finger against the small tree. Blood smearing where my fingers tips had just been. This was new, untainted, not yet used by god's game called life. "It'll be okay right? I mean all we did was murder a man who was only going to slaughter others.." I whisper smoothly to the tree. It gives no reply. "Tsssk tsssk tsssk.. you know it's jussst you in that filthy head of yoursss. There is no 'we'. There never will be." I need not turn to find out who was behind me. I already knew it was just my inner darkness playing games with me. Trying to get a rise. "Ah but you see I'll find someone like me and when I do it'll be the most magnificent moment in history. We will move on to kill great people. Many great people." I smile slyly at the little tree. "Ah I sssuppossse all humansss sssearch for sssomeone whossse demonsss play well with their own. Isssn't it to bad that I'm not a demon.. jussst a figure of your imagination Ethan.."