Palayeroyalefanfic Stories

Tara Garcia has suppressed her true self for years of her life in fear of being judged by her older brother. However, when she meets drummer for Palaye Royale, her life is turned around entirely -ˋˏ------------------------------ˎˊ- The music blared, the crowd screamed, the lights flashed. I plucked the strings along with the others, bouncing at the left side of the stage. My eyes opened to see the stage with one less member than was there before. I skimmed around the venue - slipping over every single fan jumping and singing along - until I noticed Remington, scaling across the barriers. I smiled to myself. Of course he was there. "Thank you so much, Seattle!" The set was over, and Remington now had his two feet on solid ground. The audience erupted in energised screams. The rush of adrenaline that washed over me was unmatchable. I had never felt anything like it. I had never imagined the nerves would have dissipated so quickly. Boy, could I get used to this. "Hope you enjoy the rest of the show!" he finished as we made our way off the stage. As soon as we were away from the deafening rumble of the crowd, I felt an arm wrap around me and pull me into an empty dressing room to the left. Despite it being too dark without any lights on to see who had pulled me into the room, I could tell by the man's smooth voice exactly who it was. "How did you like it?" -ˋˏ------------------------------ˎˊ- Highest Rankings: #1 in emersonbarrett (18/04/2021) -ˋˏ------------------------------ˎˊ- Status: 𝐎𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 Start Date: 𝐎𝐜𝐭 𝟐𝟕 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 End Date: 𝐓𝐁𝐃 (Emerson Barret x OC)

'"My name is Remington, silly." "Okay Remington silly." You joked. He rolled his eyes.' - - - - - Cover photo not by me but I edited it on PicsArt and Phonto

A not so fairytale story that takes place in 1888 london in the harry potter wizarding universe. Its an adventure romance about the boys from Palaye royale. Not that good at bios so read to find out, also not that great it's my first story. ( not writing anymore )

"in a room full of art, i'd still stare at you. because, darling, you are always the most beautiful thing in the room." in which a heartbroken artist finds solace and inspiration in the girl that models for him.