Williammiller Stories

No one but Ben, Will and Connie knows what happened that night five years ago (despite each having different reasons and secrets behind it). When they are all reunited for one last mission with the old crew, they worry that their past feelings and issues get in the way of what must be a perfect mission. Can the brothers ignore their rivalry? Can Connie get over her guilt? Can they forget the love they once shared? A story between reader and the Miller brothers (triple frontier) - you don't have to have watched for it to make sense but I'd advise it. Contains: blood, alcohol, smoking, guns, military action, mild smut, talks of suicide, death

"Together in birth, together in growing up, together in all the laughter & all the sad times I have you" "How about in death are we still together?" What happens if your greatest rival in life is your own brother? After experiencing a horrible accident twins Richie & Braden lives changed as they battle life & death.

You were my first love. My first kiss. And you did it all under that October breeze. But little did you know, you were also my first miss. ( jenzie ) ©smolilbeans2018

Jenzie

Went from bully to lover

hannie/jenzie/crynn/lauren and william idont knpw there ship name is hahaha

"who knew it would turn into this ?"

COMPLETE✔ Dalia Roberts just moved in town, being a shy fourteen- year old. She finds it hard to mingle with people, but once she move in, John Vincent Orlando found the one. alyssamalditax 2018 a jvo fanfiction august 08 2018 - august 15 2018

in which four friends fight to find out the truth of what happened to their dead group leader.

Power for the Powerless

Collection of one shots/short stories about Dove and the Triple Frontier boys.

When a famous boy writes a song about a song for a girl just to see two other girls fight for the song

Tom let's out a sigh as he looks towards the horizon. "Gods got seven bullets, one for each of us." *this story has been discontinued*

so·ci·o·path /ˈsōsēōˌpaTH/ noun a person with a personality disorder manifesting itself in extreme antisocial attitudes and behavior and a lack of conscience. - They tend to asked so many times if I'm okay. I said yes, but the truth was not. I hide it with a fake smile and enthusiasm - a mask to be specific. What's the use of telling them though? My mask was fake as they were. Maybe if they're genuine and trustworthy enough, then maybe I'd give them a chance to enter my life. But they weren't, they always leave me alone in the dark. No wonder it was my sole reason as to why darkness became my one and only friend. They don't look at me with pity nor so ever called me crazy unlike them, and specially... her. "You said you'd never leave me because you need me." I glowered staring at those teary soft eyes boring into mine. A shiver traveled through my spine, and I held my breathe to control myself. Tears rolled down her rosy cheeks as she wiped it with her trembling fingers. "I-I did not. I was-" before she say more bullshit, I abruptly cut her off. "You lied." I spat. She balled her fist and clenched her sharp jaw. "I didn't! I stayed with you but you kept pushing me away! I loved you, and I needed you. Didn't you see that?!" Lies. Lies. Lies. I shook my head and painfully smiled. "No. You just said what you thought I wanted to hear. But you left, you broke your promise." Y/n G!P