Cyleigh Stories

But his hands spread on my belly, and that's what tips me off that this is different. This doesn't feel like one of those accidental brushing of arms in the hallway, the ones I've been telling myself to stop obsessing over. It doesn't feel like that time I tripped over my computer cord and almost stumbled into his lap, and it doesn't feel like him gently holding my wrist to check how badly I burned my thumb while cooking on the stove. This feels . . . "Bryson?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chrystal Anders has never had good luck so when she's gifted half a house in DC a block or two away from her new job her DREAM job she knows something has to go horrifically wrong for her. 'Horrifically wrong' turns out to be her new roommate.

"I'm Sorry For what happened" "It's ok" "No it's not" Cyrus loves Brynleigh Brynleigh loves Cyrus yet the two are far apart can they find a way back together?? CYRUS IS ITALLICS

SIX MINUTES BUT I AM NOT A GOOD WRITER OR UPDATER

Cyrus Anders was born July 11th, 2006, and died September 9th, 2019. Four years ago on the dot. That was what legal papers said anyway. The kids who told ghost stories also said that. Brynleigh Pasternack was born May 1st, 2006, and went missing April 16th, 2013. It was a shocking tragedy that shook their town. But Brynleigh was much closer to home than thought. A supposedly dead boy and a missing girl who both have a lot of secrets. What will happen when they meet in a way they never thought they would?

He felt one of her hands tug at his hair as he continued to kiss her, trying to experience everything that was her. He felt Brynleigh's other hand tighten on his thigh as he pushed his tongue onto hers. The air around the two of them became heated as they both knew the situation would soon escalate into something much more than kissing. But neither of them stopped. Cyrus didn't think he could stop, even if he had wanted to. Not when she looked this pretty. ⇚⇛ Cyrus Anders worked at the Stello's Bar on 24th Street. He didn't think anything of most the people that walked in the door, except for Brynleigh Pasternack. She was a regular customer at the bar and they had become good friends over the time of her going there. But things change, and their relationship will definitly change as their stares become heated and a threat comes to the bar.

I do not own any of these characters. These are my headcanons, ships, and fanfics/oneshots.

Cyrus stared into her eyes, the coffee eyes he'd grown to find solace in, laced with fear, anger, betrayal and another emotion he couldn't decipher. He felt his hands tighten on the gun he had pointed at her head, she was panting her breath leaving in quick shallow puffs. Brynleigh stepped Forward testing how far she could get she kept stepping till she was right in front of him. He dropped the gun and pulled her in, She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself up connecting their lips in a fiery kiss, And oh was it a kiss, Cyrus had never kissed anyone like this, He would never kiss anyone ELSE like this, Her back pushed against the wall, his arms fastened around her body, her arm was wrapped around his neck the over gripping his hair tightly. He should've known it would go like this after all If You Flirt With Fire Your Lips are Gonna 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷 ⇚⇛ Cyrus Anders he's been an Assassin since 13 been training since 6 has has never NEVER failed a mission before, Brynleigh Pasternack has failed to publish her latest book, failed to get her music signed the only thing she hasn't failed is filming and photography, Cyrus realizes he was caught killing a man on camera and by order of law needs to kill Brynleigh and yet when he meets her, he can't bring himself to pull the trigger. Brynleigh Just Finds Him Hot (Especially with the tattoos she keeps discovering)