[A Krii7y Historical Fiction] A series of letters between two lovers, who also happen to be fighters.

John returns to the original search page and most of the articles below that first one were tabloid ones mentioning a hiatus and referring to her as 'The Fashion Designer That Doesn't Design'. --- "Chloe needs someone to model some clothes for a meeting! She doesn't like working with models she doesn't know and the entire team she usually works with are either out of town or busy." Nic explains, his blue orbs almost begging John to say yes. --- "Damn you're literally perfect. Fire me and take me on another date!" Nic drops to his knees being dramatic as he playfully grabs Chloe's hands. --- //Slow updates if I plan on finishing it at all. But enjoy?

[Discontinued, May Rewrite!] Second Story Ever. I'm The Worst Sorry. Some Angst. Some Smut, Maybe.

in a small town suddenly hit by waves of violence and deviance, the consequence being that a boy gets caught in the crossfire of gang culture. it devastates the community, but it brings people together, perhaps some more closely than others. lucas doesn't believe in fate; he thinks fate is a bully, it's unfair and unforgiving. he looks elsewhere for guidance, to make sense of what happened, and what cruel world would take his friend from him. john knows there is blood on his hands that he can't wash off, but when he sees the boy dressed in black weeks after his friend's funeral in honour of his death, there an unshakable feeling even sunflower seeds can't fix. nothing would ever be the same, in the town of the sunflowers.

prologue to everything that happens in a boy for sunflowers. two boys fall in and out of love, friendships turn dark, lessons are learned (partly) and a story in which hatred builds.

Trying to survive in the city is rough, to say the least. As for Jaren Smith, it seemed like the perfect place to escape to. Running from abuse Jaren's life seemed to go from worse to bad, he still needed to find his soulmate. The ability to see color only arises after a person meets their soulmate. They often feel each other's pain and sudden emotions. But on the other hand, it's possible for a person not to feel anything leaving them to wander aimlessly. Jaren was unlucky in this department. John Keyes, also known as Kryoz is a man who has lived in the city his whole life. Having not to be able to find his soulmate, John had given up. Even though the pain and stress he feels from his unknown lover send him into a craze. He just wants the pain and sadness to stop. Follow the two as they try to fix their lives, maybe even ending them. Updates Every Sunday or Monday

729 That's how many little tallies were drawn on the wall. Each little line representing one day. Jaren looked out the bars of his prison, seeing the sun rise one more time through the tiny window across the warehouse. He closed his eyes, making the same wish he'd made for the last 730 days. "Someone find me. Please"

"I really like you..." I watched as the brown-haired boy turned away and started walking without a single word...In that moment I realized that it just takes one mistake to let your whole world fall beneath your feet... This book is legit just for fun and I needed the excuse to write again :,) I created this book years ago but never published any chapters, so now that I'm not as cringy and an okay writer, I decided to write this again lol. SO with that being said, please enjoy, and remember this is purely for fun :) ~Viita