•#1 in 2POVs • unedited- You're In Love With Your Bestfriend. The Only Problem Is He Doesn't Know That. Lycan has always been soft and friendly on the count a tramautic experience when he was younger. His best friend Briar was tough and impatient. It was only normal for them to be friends. Lycan needed protection and Briar needed a real friend. Just Friends. But What Happens When Love Is Added Into The Equation? Briar is unaware of how he really feels and Lycan doesn't understand it all. He's losing himself. Mature Content Warning; Rape, Blood, Sex and other themes are in this story.

M€Ħ BĮØ

Ish me!

These are pictures of amazing emo hair, eyes, people, etc... I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY PICTURES. I FIND THEM ON THE INTERNET!!!!

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.