A collection of my works for Chip/Reader from 68 Kill. Ratings listed for each story.

"What's it like loving a psychopath?" "It's like loving the devil." ~

His hands slithered up her waist, as hers glided through his hair pulling his face close to her neck. "Your body is l just so needy and yet you say you hate me." He spoke, littering her neck in kisses. "I-I do," She said through a moan. He pulled away from her completely making her groaned from lack of contact. "Beg," He said pulling her hips back to his grinding against her. "Please" "I said beg" a growl sounded from his lips, "Please, please, give it to me" A moan came in delight as his hands found her breasts, pulling and fondling her nipples through her top. -.-.-.-.- Sinismic -.-.-.-.- Ddlg story A demon story about an incubus and a- human??? Do not read if you don't like DDLG

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"You take one more fucking step towards the border and I'll tie you up to the bed," The king, Valerio seethed. I gulped lowly before putting up a facade. I took one more step towards the border and in a flash Valerio instantly held me. "Wrong move, mate" . . . . . . . . . In a world where the supernatural creatures finally took over. Humans wiped out; it was the new age. But one human lived with the help of her Hippogriff and the intertwining of two souls which belong to her parents. Charlotte has lived. Creatures of different species fought for control on each other. But who knew? All they needed was one human for peace to conquer.

Doctor Spencer Reid, of the FBI's BAU, has a little secret. "When can I say that I'm taken?" "Later." "Okay."

✧ -"Closing your eyes, you think of the man who's holding you; what he's been through...you and Spencer Reid are two broken people just trying to put yourselves back together again. Somehow, you are his glue, and he is yours."-✧

Highest Rank: #21 in Action "My gang runs like a pack." Luca growled in my face, "I'm the alpha. You do what I tell you do to, not what you want." I glared at him hard. This was a far cry from the collected and calm man I met the first day in the hospital. He grabbed me by my collar, lifting me so our faces were close together. I thrashed and clawed at the fabric tightening around my neck. "You can keep up this act all you want, kitten. But in the end I'll always win. In the end you'll submit." He seethed before dropping me to the ground like a rag doll.