Chemical Romance I'm Not Okay Novels & Stories

Her head down as she walked under the rain She acted so calm but it did hurt so much deep inside as she walked in the rain she felt so heartbroken she didn’t realize she was crying as she rain washed her not being able to breath, She caught a cold and a high fever her roommates were all shocked they have never seen Evelyn this sad Her first love was gone in a blink of an eye and it wasn’t even up to a year but she’s didn’t get to see him again not even crossing paths So she got over him pretty well

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“Wait, don’t tell me. Oh, fuck. Don’t. Don’t tell me you’ve never done coke.” He turned to the others. “Don’t tell me she’s never done coke! This is the family business! That’s even worse than never going to the club! Oh my God. Oh my God.” He clapped his hands, grinning like an idiot. “We need to get you high. Laid. Fucked. No offense, this is turning up. But we need to get you—” Before he could continue, Antonio punched him lightly on the shoulder. Romeo recoiled and shook his head. Antonio, who suddenly seemed like the only sane person in the group, said calmly, “It’s okay if you don’t want to, Kira.”

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

**Act Porn** Tomorrow is the day of our practical chemistry and here I am forcing myself to focus on what I’ve tomorrow rather than the fear I find hard to vaporize. It’s been two days since we met the Ivan guy Lilly brought into my room. Worse yet, the trickle of fear that shadows my mind is ever-present. Fuck.

And now, being his employee, I don’t know how to navigate this situation without making things awkward. Nanny is still smiling mischievously. "You’ll see, Isa. Something’s going to happen. Mark my words. You can’t fight chemistry, especially when fate has clearly put you two together like this." "Right. Fate," I mutter sarcastically. "Well, fate can take a break, because I’m not interested in complicating my life right now. I’m just trying to figure out how to connect with Leo." Nanny softens, sensing that the subject is bothering me. "I’m sure you’ll find a way, dear. Just give it some time. Isa’s been through a lot, it sounds like. He probably just needs to feel safe with you."

“Well, think about it rationally. Have you ever heard of someone being salty and still able to be in love?” Heph wipes a few symbols from the board and writes something else. “No. It doesn’t happen. Love isn’t just a chemical, dear girl. It causes a physical reaction that is the opposite of salt. Salt may be a neutral compound, but it has a bitter taste. It destroys love. Chemistry isn’t my strong suit, but even I know that. You need something to strengthen your compound… like… I don’t know… gallium, I guess? Small particles of it. Ever heard the expression, ‘make him melt in your hands’?”

He said it as if making an observation. “ My useless brother really never touched you did he?" It wasn't a question. He knew the answer to that. Genova and I got stuck into a marriage neither of us wanted. But that was a story for another day. Now, I needed to chase that orgasm. Roman curled his finger and my back arched completely off the cushion, a broken moan ripping from my mouth. He added another finger and the stretch made me sob. "Roman.. oh God…" I cried. "I've got you." He assured me.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

She laughed and drew close to him. "Much better". "So tell me are you in a relationship?."He asked "No I am not." "You once were or you've never been?"he further asked. "I have only dated one person in my life and it didn't end well for either of us". "What happened?.He cheated?" "Nope he didn't. Sex was the problem"she grinned. "I don't get it. How is that supposed to be a problem?". "I never agreed to have sex with him. I had phobia for it then."she implied.