Brittlyn Black {A Ryan Ross Fan fic}
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  • Reads 55
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Jul 25, 2016
Brittlyn isnt your normal teenage girl living in beverly hills. You may think shes all gold and money but that never mattered much to her. Brittlyn is different than the other girls at her school. She likes bands especially Panic! At The Disco and Twenty One Pilots. She owns a fan account on instagram and tumblr that have 31.2k followers! One day as her parents sit her down in the living room tell her something that will change her life in a uphill, downhill battle.
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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.