JSAB oneshots

JSAB oneshots

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this is my first time writing a story, so if it's bad and has bad spelling that's why COVER BELONGS TO:ved-r on deviant art! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- every oneshot in this fandom is just cubexbilxer and i want more variety. i will be taking requests for oneshots because my mind is on fire rn ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WHAT I DO fluff angst smut(????) random junk ----------------------------- what I WON'T DO wired kinks r*pe any yandere shit (because no) OCs (I don't want to do them injustice and make people mad)
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My Girl

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

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