Is it possible to be betrayed twice... or does the second betrayal mean you were never careful enough the first time? All Maggie wants is one unforgettable final year at Nevermore a year she can look back on and smile. But the new school year brings a problem she can't escape. For two years, Isaac Night, Nevermore's star student, has been her entire world. Now everything has changed between them, and only now has Isaac realized just how much he needs her. Maggie is done with him. But the problem is, whenever she's around him, her common sense disappears, and her self-worth crumbles. Had it always been her fate to die by the hands of the one she loves? Or will repeating past mistakes be what finally destroys her?

"𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚/𝒏." 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅.

You are a member of Harrow's cult. You claim to be devoted to Ammit, but your real allegiance lies with Harrow. Your feelings for your leader are something that you keep very close to your chest, fearful of your secret ruining your reputation within the clan. When Harrow begins to take an interest in you, however, you find it impossible to resist his hypnotic pull. Mature Content Warning: Sexual Content (18+)

Billy Hargrove was everything i lived for. We made so many great memories. i cant lose him. Not now, not ever. He's still in there. You dated Steve. then this kid? named Billy Hargrove? Yeah, he got in your head and now you're in love with him. One night when he doesn't answer your calls, you figure it's nothing to worry about it. But your powers that you have, give you a hunch its something bigger than that. Next thing you know, you're solving mysteries with children again along with your best friend Nancy Wheeler. Everything will go back to normal again, right? #7 ON #BILLYXREADER #53 ON #THINGS this story contain swearing!! also, mentions of sex, abuse, cheating. COMPLETED

~~~ ,, Y/N, warte doch bitte! Du hörst mir ja nicht mal zu!", ruft er mir hinterher und ich merke dann wie er nach meiner Hand greift und somit bleibe ich stehe und sehe zurück auf ihn.,, Meinst du das ernst? Dass du mich nicht liebst?", frage ich und irgendwie hat mein Körper vergessen, dass ich voll mit Alkohol bin. Irgendwie werde ich grad von meinen Gefühlen gesteuert.,, Ja.., aber bitte hör mir zu. Ich hab dich dennoch wirklich wirklich gern, aber unser Altersunterschied und noch dazu kommt noch, dass ich dein Lehrer bin.. Das wird nie funktionieren Liebling. ", wie er sich noch traut Liebling zu sagen, ich könnte ihn grad echt anschreien.,, Weißt du was? Ich hab nur mit dir was gehabt, weil ich ne Wette von meinen Freunden angenommen habe!", sein Blick wird aufeinmal vollkommen leer und er sieht sehr verletzt aus. Das ist mir aber völlig egal, wenn er mir mein Herz bricht, breche ich ihm auch seins. Ich seufze laut und blinzel meine Tränen weg. ~~~ Neuer Klassen Lehrer und das gerade am Anfang des Abschlussjahres. Und er sieht auch noch verdammt gut aus, verdammt. Und dann auch noch diese Wette mit ihm zu schlafen.. Der Stress ist vorprogrammiert.

There will always be an untold story, a story behind everything. A reason why or how things came to what they are. But is it possible that we can forget about it, continue life like it was just a dream? Why do we have to forget, is it to save others or ourselves? Is it for good or bad? Sometimes forgetting where it all begin can lead us to the wrong place and be lost. But what if we chose not to forget but someone made us? A/n: This happened after Thor Ragnarok. Another AU fanfic to share with you all.

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