My FreakShow (J.D Fanfiction)
  • Reads 84
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 5
  • Time 19m
  • Reads 84
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 5
  • Time 19m
Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2017
1956. Bette and Dot are giving birth to Jimmy's child, unfortunately they don't make it it, neither does the baby. With Elsa's freakshow gone and all his family and closest friends dead at the unmerciful hands of Dandy Mott. 

Jimmy goes back to what he's always been good at, showing off his deformities, but with those also gone, he still hopes to join, offering any services.

Malia March, the Freakshow owner, welcomes Jimmy with open arms but she's got secrets all too deadly to tell.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add My FreakShow (J.D Fanfiction) to your library and receive updates
or
#209alchohal
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Arrange Temptation | MW cover
ᴇʟʏꜱɪᴀɴ | BNHA cover
MAFIA_BROTHERS_[Season 1] cover
Slytherin Boys Imagines cover
Angelic - Rafe Cameron cover
bed chem | drew starkey cover
𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃, 𝙄𝙣-𝙃𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 cover
Naruto: Copy System cover
𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 • 𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 cover
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃─𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 cover

Arrange Temptation | MW

48 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.