If poison is sweet, it doesn’t matter.

I really don't want to miss you.

Scarlet on ivory, dark on light, A stark contrast, like my will and yours.

We're supposed to be rivals, aren't we?

Something was wrong with her. She wasn’t normal. Normal doesn’t—normal doesn’t look like that. She looked positively… cursed.  Diabolical.

I wonder, really.

This town - Niall Horan

Love, that’s what they call it. It’s always you, only you, no semblance of my own being.

“She looks just like a dream~ The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen~”

Fully furnished, proper drainage, sweet neighbours, and a ghostly roommate. Just the perfect apartment for her, isn't it?

Is a haunted house supposed to be this beautiful?

Hurrying out of the shop, she sped towards the parking lot, eyes locating her car. Unlocking the door, she plopped onto the driver’s...

She gripped onto the metal rod at the side of her bed, scanning around her room, terrified. It was obvious, obvious that this house was...

Running around in the darkness for hours, he tried finding a way out of the maze of this jungle. He had just lost sight of his mother for...