thin white lines | l. hemmings

. ❝everything is more beautiful because we are doomed. you will never be lovelier than you are now. we will never ...

6463 l.h

"So you're the lucky girl who landed on the 6463 locker" Michael says with a naughty smile "That's the most desirable locker in the entire school" "Is that so?" I lick my thin lips "Hell yeah baby" he smiles bumping his shoulder against mine "Congratulations, now you belong to Luke Hemmings"

girl next door ✰ l.h.

Sheer curtains and glass windows couldn't keep them apart forever. Next door neighbors Luke and Audrey fall into a peculiar infatuation with the paranormal, astrology, and each other. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner what...

outlines ✰ l.h.

A classic high school sweetheart story that's been doused in liquor and cigarette smoke. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotati...

caught☽ luke | ✓

"get caught again, dork?" audrey johnson never got caught sneaking out of school, but she found it hilarious whenever luke did. ©2015 by inmune

Sunshine || l.h. {complete}

"I hurt people," he cuts his eyes down at her, "it's what I'm good at. Sooner or later, you'll find yourself caught up in my wreckage." She stands her ground, glaring up at him, "Lucky for you, I'm stronger than I look."

Duplicity [h.s]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...

Cherry- H.S

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...