Heather McNamara is given a second chance at life (y'know because veronica found her in time) after her suicide attempt. She got treated during the summer before college and is on her way, but something, or someone, stops her in her tracks. Things fall apart once more. This is the second book, so if you haven't read "Be Normal" please do so before this book :) TW: This book may contain serious subject matter, so if you are affected by depression, eating disorders, suicide, self harm, please find a more happy book. Thank you.

Veronica froze, paralyzed, her biggest fear having come back to life right in front of her. She remained still and didn't dare glance up at him, she was sure she'd seen him come in a few times before but most of the time she would brush the incident off as her imagination or her mind wandering off too far. [ Note this entire fic was for fun and fairly rushed, I usually wrote shitty chapters at 3 AM and rarely edited them, it's a work of crappy fiction w/ no proper plot line ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]

Veronica Sawyer. Age 23. It's been several years since the 'suicides' at Westerburg High, and just as many since you last visited Sherwood, Ohio. It's time to see your parents, but your past demons await your arrival too. What will you do when the dead boy that you loved is still alive and walking?

Blue. Veronica was blue. She hadn't thought twice about the color until Heather assigned it to her that day in the bathroom. Blue was loyalty, trust, responsibility, truth. Heather was red. Red- anger, demonic, but also romantic and intense. Red. Passion red. Blood red. Red and blue, so contrasted against each other. Water and flame. Hot and cold. Although unlikely, Veronica and Heather became friends; but who says they can't go beyond that? However, when a new kid comes to school- Jason Dean - things won't stay the way they are for long, because when Jason Dean wants something, he gets it. And he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. (NOTE: VERY angst!! Mature rating because of language, gore, and sexual innuendos and hinted sexual acts. No 'smut' or 'lemons') (Finally drew myself a cover that wasn't stolen! lmao) (Also, holy shit???? These rankings are LiT ☝️😎☝️ as FuCk 👇😫👇 LIKE HOLY SHIT #1 IN CHANSAW and #10 IN HEATHERS IM QUAKING !!!! Thank you all sooo much, writing has been a blast!!)

Veronica Sawyer is finally returning to her home of Sherwood, Ohio. It's been eight years and she has been raising her daughter. However, her daughter is also Jason Dean's daughter, her psychotic boyfriend from her teenage years. What happens when it turns out JD isn't dead after all?

〚ORIGINAL VERSION 〛 JD has to win Veronica back. He can't live without her but it's kind of hard to win her back when he's in Vegas and she's in Sherwood Ohio. It's a good thing that Jason Dean is a man of many surprises and has few friends to help him out. With his determination maybe, just maybe he can win Veronica back.

Giselle Dean is a damaged little girl. By the age of ten, she had attempted suicide twice. Now a teenager, Giselle's life becomes worse and worse. She wants to die.

Veronica Sawyer was officially tired of hanging out with the most popular girls in school and just wanted someone around who genuinely cared about the words coming out of her mouth. okay hi this is like my first official "fanfic" i guess. ive made some before but the were absolutely crap so. anyway this isnt really based off the movie or musical just something random in a realm where i like to imagine that jd is sane. psa i do not support any type of abusive relationships i understand that the couple in the movie and musical is extremely toxic no aspects of abuse are portrayed in this couple in my story and i will never condone or support it thank you i dont even ship jdronica what am i doing

At Martha, McMamara, and Veronica's senior prom, everything's going great. Or so they thought. Love is torn part and mended and torn apart yet again. Friendships ended and new ones made. People move on, life moves on, and death moves on. *TRIGGERS WILL APPEAR THROUGHOUT THIS STORY* Copyright @intertwined 'm🎨' May, 2017 If stolen, I will slap your face with a raw fish.