You jokingly submit flavors for Tyler's ice cream contest. You win, and you get to meet him to collaborate. Will a relationship bloom, or will it melt? Haven't seen a Tyler fic been updated recently, so I decided to make one myself. This is based off a crazy dream I had hehe.
[COMPLETED] Moving from Houston to LA to follow her dreams against her religious and strict parent's advice, Rose, a troubled aspiring singer songwriter is noticed by a familiar figure who decides to take her under his wing. Exploring her newfound freedom, things were bound to get complicated; all while her rise to f...
[COMPLETED] On her way to her new job, Nadine encounters someone mysterious. He's involved with everything she's not-corruption, guns, drugs, and the rich white business men that he supplies. Nadine becomes intrigued by everything and anything he does; unsure if it could put her in danger.
[COMPLETED] The sequel to 'Clique.' It's been 3 years since Tyler and Salem had last spoken. Both living completely different lives, too preoccupied with their own endeavors. They almost forget about what they once had until they reunite again, for the first time in years. Things happened quickly, and for Salem, noth...
[COMPLETED] Tyler meets the new boy in his art class, Wyatt, who is also in the school's journalism club. They hit it off, but Tyler can't understand why. Keeping it lowkey so their secrets don't become exposed to the entire school, he tries to figure himself out in the midst of petty senior high school drama.
He just came along, fucked shit up. I didn't ask him to. I didn't want him to. I was okay with the lies. That everything was okay, but he fucking came and fucking fucked shit it up, what a fucko.
[COMPLETED] Salem moves to university, finally away from all the small minded people of her small town; and she's going to UCLA, her dream school. Moving into the dorms, meeting her roomates, and making new friends made it impossible to not get nervous on the first day. People catch her eye, breakups, one night stan...
"What would you rate me?" "From one through ten? Definitely a 12." It went silent for a moment. "What about me?" "What about you?" "What would you rate me?" "Why do you care?" "I don't care." "Then why are you asking?" "Why did you ask?" "Cause it was a joke." "Well so is mine." "I guess a 12 too." "You're only sayin...
