Impressionable Savannah "Vannah" has had a rough life. Neglected, forced to grow up young, and distant from her peers aside from two friends who seem more keen on popularity than friendship. But everything starts to change when she meets Nick. He changes her life completely. He makes her see that her life is more than just pain and neglect-that he will do whatever it takes to make her happy...but just exactly HOW MUCH? This steamy thriller is rated PG-13 for gore, violence, and scenes of sexuality. Not in any way, shape, or form, is this based on any factual people or events. This is a fictional story for entertainment purposes only!

Her pulse thrummed at the speed of a frightened rabbit, blue veins interlocking like branches on an old tree. Her face was fading to an ice blue and I suddenly found myself liking the colour. My hand felt huge in comparison to her small neck, if I applied too much pressure it would snap like a twig. Despite the dangerous position she was in, she was smiling up at me, milky eyes full of tears that broke free and carved translucent lines in her pale cheeks. "Why are you still here," I snarled, my eyes a breath away from hers. "Because I love you," the answer was expected and a pleasing feeling of control flooded my body. "No matter how many times I hurt her she would look at me with those blank eyes that showed the most emotion I had ever seen, I would never admit it to her but I was quite fond of her. Releasing her throat, I gave her a moment to cough and splutter. Growing impatient, I trailed my fingers down the marks the tears had left. I don't know what love feels like, I don't think I'll ever know, but right now I think I love her the most I ever could love anything. It was a confusing feeling, a feeling that made me want to protect her instead of do her harm, it was my own brand of love. "Go fetch my knife xim," a giddy smile lit up her face, she didn't hesitate in walking he familiar path to my draw of toys. "This one," she asked, a freshly sharpened butcher knife in her hand. "Yes, that one," I smirked, striding over to her. Casimir, a young serial killer discovers that there's more to life than slaughtering young girls at bars.

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!

⸻[🖇️] " From now on, call me Jaemin " Started:16/8/2019 Ended:22/12/2019 Edited: 23/3/2021 Highest ranking- #1 najaemin (17/12/20)

❝ you're going to marry him ❞ ❝ no i dont want to ❞ ❝ it wasn't really a yes or no question ❞ started ⊹ february 18 endes ⊹ march 07 ©️ snoopycafes, 2020.

Dear Jaemin, You're dead leaves now ,Chae Part2• to Flower

When Y/n falls in love with her childhood "best" friend, she gets to see what she had made..

- they say that trust is easier to break, but harder to fix. now, with certain someones in their way, can haejin and jaemin continue their story? » My First and Last Book 2 » NCT Jaemin fanfiction » Date started: 180813 » Date Finished: 181031 Highest ranks: #6 in smtown #3 in NCT Dream #1 in NCT 2018

WARNING: mentions of suicide, a little bit of self harm. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!! This is an angst ff btw so prepare your box of tissues :"). an english FF. fun fact : all of the chapter titles are my fav songs! do search those song and listen to it 💖💖💞💖💖 fact: -english is not my first language so my writing skill would be very low compare to other authors/writers. so if you find any grammar mistakes do inform me about it as i want to improve myself🥰🍭 the purpose of writing this story was to give awaraness to people about bipolar disorder and what it feels like to have a bipolar disorder. i was also diagnosed with bipolar disorder but with a mild version which is cyclothymia. plus i usually write this story whenever i'm having a depressive episode.

TRIGGERING WARNING : suicide, and depression a sequel to "The One That Got Away". if you haven't read the original yet. go read it. the purpose of writing this story was to give awaraness to people about bipolar disorder and what it feels like to have a bipolar disorder. i was also diagnosed with bipolar disorder but with a mild version which is cyclothymia. plus i usually write this story whenever i'm having a depressive episode.