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Forgotten
//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? #2 in tragiclovestory Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktokConcluída
I Wanna Be Yours (John Price X Reader)
Price was content with the life he led, putting his work before himself for years had made him the great man that he was today. But you just had to make him question everything with your soft voice and pretty hair, didn't you? Or, Price has a crush and takes his sweet time trying to figure it all out whilst you suffer. A/N: Hi, hello, it's your girl. Yeah, so, all this chit chat over in America is scaring me when they're thinking about shutting down ao3 when that's literally one of my main platforms so I have regressed to my origins. As of when I'm moving this nothing has happened so I'm hoping this is just a preventative measure but yk 😩, I'm also going to put my other stuff on here so hopefully my years of work won't vanish into the wind. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this slow burn, I hope it makes you want throw yourself into a glass door out of frustration, go get your mans 💕
DEMI
"𝑺𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒑 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐? 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓?" "𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒆? 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇." - jaConcluída
Human Wreckage -MCR Fanfic-
-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.Concluída
Awake
We were going on a field trip. Quiet trip,for me.Not talking. Everybody else is,but I zone them out.Just thinking.Then it happens.It comes strait towards my seat on the bus.Crash.Im out.Everything's dark. I hear ambulance.I feel that I'm being carried somewhere.I hear talking.I don't know where I am,but that's not what I'm worried about. ✌️Concluída
When Sparks Fly
A mob attack + a locked door + a bolt of lightning = a very bad day for one little blonde, but there's a silver lining to this cloud ...Concluída
//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? #2 in tragiclovestory Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktok
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