goodbye, my love.

when pretty girls from pretty towns drop dead like puppets with broken strings, someone is bound to notice.

i have arrows in my eyes that pierce the hearts of nonbelievers. [ finished ]

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

The boys are innocent. The girls know their way around. #faceyourevils [ #7 in action 4.13.17 ] Copyright © 2016 , humanoligy

The end justifies the mean. © 2016, adriana | (act #61- 210817)

"I must have hit my head a lot harder than I had anticipated, or maybe breathe too much smoke because this is definitely nut-case crazy. Or a very creepy dream that feels way too real for my own good. I can pat my subconscious on the back for that one, but at the same time, it might be a little over the top." When Melody set fire to a museum she didn't expect to hit her head on the pavement and wake up in a nightmare. But she does. And this nightmare is not a nightmare apparently--it's a curse. A curse that traps her into paintings. And there's no escaping from the wrath of a possessed painting out to teach an art-hater a lesson. Cover painting made by Soo Kim (http://sookimstudio.com/blog/)

❝ Not even the stars can match your eyes, love. ❞ I'LL TELL YOU THE TALE, of a great empire that fell for the hand of a needy fighter.

THOSE WHO ARE MORTAL BURN BRIGHTER © 2017 by lee

(I'll be back soon) A Wattpad Featured Story. Featured on the Watty's 2018 Longlist. 6th in Adventure. | HER LIFE'S BIGGEST ADVENTURE BEGINS IN DEATH | Maddie Dominic is at the top of the food chain in the world of riches and glam; the crown on her head studded with the jewels of every heart she's ever broken. A girl whose sleek locks and rose tainted lips are her armor, her crude smirk a weapon, and her many achievements a source of her platinum status. She'll wedge you under her Louboutins if you so much as stand in her way. Absolutely ruthless, and filthy rich. Everything she could possibly want she's already got her hands on: including that gorgeous Spring line that hasn't actually come out yet. Albeit, after the bore of her routine, an absolute disaster and the utter loneliness becomes too much, she can't bear the formalities and six-inch heels. Left a pearl embedded pistol with a bouquet of crimson roses on her bedside table, she dares to press the trigger in the comfort of her designer room - towards her heart. So, could someone please explain to her why the hell she's still breathing? ______________________________________________________________________ Previous cover made by @Jun_Prelhe Current cover made by @rock_dreamer