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solby traphouse uncleelton wattys2019

"Do you wanna go on a date with me tonight?" He says. I shrugged. "I don't know I have things to edit and a video to film today. But I'll let you know when I'm done and we can figure something out I guess." I say then grab my coffee. I walk upstairs and start my process. 

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Angelica's Capricious Fall by C0ffeeCatBean

"It's a simple question, Colton." The older man pressed the end of the gun against my bleeding forehead, his finger resting on the trigger as my fiancée glanced at me with a loveable gaze. "Your future darling or the city." The look in his eyes quickly changed as the man mentioned the city. I give Colton a desperate look as he sighs before turning back to the villain. "The city." He answered. He answered in a way where he would make that choice either way. Like it was an obvious decision. The man's gun felt light against my head as he lowered it slowly, his gaze softened before he glanced at me for a second and back at my fiancée. "What?" _______________ Rankings: #2 in unexpectedromance (May 26th, 2024) #6 in hostage (June 8th, 2024)

Psychotic Bitch by looneyhouse

He kissed the gun before aiming it at my head. Is this a tragic love story? Well, that depends, who's side are you on? (⚠️TW SELFHARM ⚠️)

The Day I Died by RondaBodtke

He looked at me and asked if I was ready. I shook my head yes because I couldn't find my voice. Hey guys this is my first story to write. I hope you like it. I am writing the story off the top of my head. Please vote, comment and share. Ronda Hackett

You Like Me?! | ✓ by stillclo

"So, let me get this straight," I looked at him weirdly, raising my hands slightly in exclamation. "You like me?!" I asked him in disbelief. "Like or like-like?" I really can't get my head to process his words at the moment. "Is it weird that I don't." He simply replied, his voice sounded calm but serious at the same time. "And for your question, I do. I do like-like you. Like, I really like you. To the point that you're the only thing that's on my mind everyday and I can't seem to get you off it." I was literally standing there like an idiot, slowing blinking my eyes in a slow pace, still can't believe what's actually happening in front of me. ______________________________ ( Partially Edited.) First Published: July 23, 2020 Finished: October 16, 2021

Cracking Open by Kay_Mya

"Gabby why didn't you just tell me." He says and I know what he means Looking down at the ground I shook my head and say "I couldn't." I stand up and begin walking over to the big window. "Why Gabby? I'm not the one to judge." He says following me Turning to him I look closely studying him while his vehement stare was also on me. "J I didn't want you to look at me like a charity case. I can handle myself and I did very well for what was handed to me and what I had. Just please don't think of me different and don't look at me different." I say Coming up to me he wraps his arms around me and says "Gabriella I would never, how did this even happen to you?" Once again I stare at the ground "Jase one day, when I'm ready I will tell you." He slowly nods his head and kisses my forehead. As he continues to hold me a tear slips from my eye and I just allow myself to let the pain that was built up inside escape once and for all. Please come check out CRACKING OPEN. - Kay

Drake's Kitten (completed) by Yellow1017

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

REVERiE - the man with whiskey by pluieabeille

"Well, whatever you do, I'm sure it'll be great," he said, his smile lingering. "You deserve to have an amazing time." His words made me blush a little, and I was about to reply when I felt it-that familiar prickle on the back of my neck. I glanced toward the corner, and there he was. The man with the whiskey. Only this time, his gaze wasn't just lingering. It was burning. His eyes were locked on Mark, sharp and intense, and for the first time, I felt a real chill. There was something different about him tonight-something I couldn't quite name, but it sent a ripple of unease through me. "You okay?" Mark asked, his voice pulling me back to the present. "Yeah," I said, forcing a smile. "Just got a little distracted." Mark nodded, his expression softening as he leaned a little closer. "Well, if you need a break or want to chat, I'm around." He reached out and lightly touched my hand, his fingers brushing mine for just a second, but it was enough to snap me out of the moment. Because across the room, I heard the sharp scrape of a chair against the floor. I looked up, my heart skipping a beat. He was now on his feet, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle twitch. His eyes-dark, angry-met mine for the briefest moment, and I swear the air in the room thickened. He didn't say a word, but it made me feel like it was a warning. Without a word, he then stormed out, the door slamming behind him with a bang that made everyone in the bar pause for a second.

He's not Fictional by FeistyFairy17

"But seriously, why won't you go on a date with me? Just one date, come on." "The question is why would I ever want to go on a date with you?" I muttered in barely suppressed annoyance. He shrugged as if the reason was obvious. "Well that's easy. I'm good looking, cute, smart," he listed. "Funny, and did I mention hot?" "Cocky too." I piped in, earning a frown him. "Tell me one good reason for you to not like me." He said firmly. "For a start, you are a blackmailer." I stated accusingly, narrowing my eyes in his direction and pointing a finger at him. "And most importantly, you are not fictional." ........ Warning: Contains mentioning of some dark themes like domestic violence and child abuse. Edit. Completed.

Secret Admirer ♡ ... (William Afton x Reader) by WilliamAftonish0tasf

You were a pretty normal person. You worked at a small plant shop with a few others. It was quite the cozy place. But that's besides the point. As of late, you've been getting letters in the mail, but these weren't just any letters. They were love letters. Every day since early January, you'd been getting a new letter. Who was sending these and why? You'd have to find out. (ℭ𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 [𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬 𝔭𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔄/𝔫]: 11,616) PoV: 2nd Person (Consistently Under Editing!)

Bestfriend by izzyk07

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Angelica's Capricious Fall

"It's a simple question, Colton." The older man pressed the end of the gun against my bleeding forehead, his finger resting on the trigger as my fiancée glanced at me with a loveable gaze. "Your future darling or the city." The look in his eyes quickly changed as the man mentioned the city. I give Colton a desperate look as he sighs before turning back to the villain. "The city." He answered. He answered in a way where he would make that choice either way. Like it was an obvious decision. The man's gun felt light against my head as he lowered it slowly, his gaze softened before he glanced at me for a second and back at my fiancée. "What?" _______________ Rankings: #2 in unexpectedromance (May 26th, 2024) #6 in hostage (June 8th, 2024)