20-year-old John Laurens makes a new friend online whom goes by the name of, WritingTil'51... [Completed! ✔] Warnings/Keep in mind before reading: First fanfic. I only portrayed Eliza like this for storytelling purposes. Many plot holes, seeing as this is my first fanfic. When I was writing this, I was (still am) very cringy so please excuse the author notes. A few typos. Coarse language.

*cover art not mine* *swearing Hello My name is Alexander Hamilton and I'm a hitman. Someone who kills for money. And honestly I love the job! You tell me who you want dead, I'll kill them. You pay me afterwards. Simple as that. Of course you gotta give me some info. Other than that, it's simple. However, one target in particular changed that. See what happens when one person who's supposed to die wins the stone heart of a cold blooded killer

(Originally named Wild Life) In this story, John was a pet of humans but did not enjoy that life very much. He takes his friend Lafayette into the forest to live there. They meet another group of cats and they are glad they have a group to live with. Yet, peace never lasts long in the forest.

(This book is a piece of rubbish. Read at your own risk.)

Alexander Hamilton x john Laurens SuPeR hIgH qUaLiTy

OH MY TURTLES it's another one- OwO LAMS FLUFF MODERN AU They're in college. People say shit. There's drama. Jefferson isn't a fuckboi like every one makes him. People are gayer than a Skittles® rainbow. JOHN'LL BE TASTING THE RAINBOW *wiggles eyebrows* Soo it'll be fluff. Sort of? Let's get this show on the road! Sincerely, Theo Post Scriptum I'm really sorry for anyone reading the first fifty so chapters- they're total shit. Most of them were written sloppily at three a.m. while on medication, and there's 0 plot. From now on they'll be better (I hope).