Socialsuicide Stories

Theo Vurouge Laurent is the ultimate embodiment of confidence and wealth. His family's fortune affords him the luxury of high-end fashion, exclusive parties, and a social circle that worships his every move. However, under his flawless exterior, he is completely detached from the idea of love, viewing it as a mere game or fleeting connection. Love letters flood his locker daily, but they only serve to amuse him until one letter changes everything. A letter written by someone who's long secretly harbored feelings for Wren, the brilliant and elusive engineering student. The letter was never meant to reach Theo. It piques Theo's curiosity, and instead of tossing it like he would with any other letters, he decides to personally deliver it to Wren.

When jealousy comes between friendship there are consequences.

im too lazy for a summary

200 followers celebration thing! A book of my innumerous OCs!

Her name was Blue. Guess it explained why her hair was blue. [extended sypnosis inside]

It is about a teenage girl which is the daughter of a preacher who fell in love with a rebellious young adult guy.

❝ i'm shocked i'm still alive, it's social suicide! ❞ ˑ ◌ ִ 🪺 ፧ ּ ִ ݊ ʚ ɞ ׁ ֢ ㇴ ۫ 𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙤𝙘 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 BOOK ONE

There's the downtown scum, and the uptown royalty. There's no in-between. You stick with the gang and you don't leave the pack. Meet the Back Alley Boys, Harley - The "cool guy" Ajax - The Joker Grey - The f*** boy Quin - The quiet one Tommy - The mysterious one Now meet the Riches, Otis (Otto) - The artsy one James - The wannabe bad boy Caleb - Mr Straight A's Zak - The Jock Finn - The party boy In society's eyes, it's a sin if these groups mix. So what will happen when one of the downtown boys gets accepted into an uptown school. Because mingling with the enemy? It's suicide.

Can you escape the social norm? Can you stoop so low? Can you abandon your own happiness for another person's? A one-shot

This is a fictional story that I made up after hearing about a friends accident. I hope you enjoy, I'm not a writer but I have a big imagination:)

I came back for him and he was still there waiting. 1914 Cover by @herwalls. This story is horribly historically inaccurate, sorry.

I've come to know the power of drawing a line where I once wanted vast openness and deep connection outside of myself. The line is one that will hold me in silence as I embrace being alone, yet not lonely.