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  • Reads 644
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 11m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2016
This is a fan fiction based off of the Fosters. It will be a brallie fan fiction, so if you don't like that don't read this. (SPOILERS)!! Don't read this if you are not caught up on the fosters. I will be following a lot of stuff that has happened but I will be making up my own plot ideas as well. Therefore, some stuff will change and be different. I do not own the fosters nor am I trying to claim rights. I am a fan with a passion to write and I would love to share my own fictional version of the show. (Mature, sexual content in some chapters)
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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.