//Murder Mystery, {SandersSides} Ft. Tyler Oakley//
Main Cast: Thomas Sanders, Joan, Talyn, Logan, Patton, Roman, Virgil, Deceit, And Nathan Smith (Sharp)
Extra Characters: Liza Koshy, TheGabbyShow(Gabby), Dan, Phil, Ryan (8-BitRyan), Shane Dawson, Ryland Adams
Explanation:
Tyler Oakley is throwing a Mardi Gras. themed party. He had invited Thomas, and his friends, and his Sander Sides.
But, there was a catch...there was a murderer. But who?
There are so many people going, and no one knew who he murderer is..
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Description:
Tyler Oakley was throwing a party, and the theme was Mardi Gras. He had invited do many people he knew, and cared for.
The night was going as planned, until there was a scream from the living room.
Everyone bolted up from poker, and ball pool, and ran to the living room to only find Gabby's now dead body on the floor. Dan felt like he was gonna faint.
Liza was crying hardly, wanting to know who did it, when someone peered around from the corner.
Who was it..?
Who caused Gabby's death?
Why would they kill such and innocent girl?
You have to read the rest to find out.
~~Warnings~~
•Gay
•Smut
•Violence
•Drinking
•Drugs
•A Ton of Kissing
•Short Chapters
•Twists.
•A/N's
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Anyway, with all this said, I hope you enjoy. I love you all so much, Bye! 💕✌️
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.
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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.