Darren Criss Novels & Stories

He had seen the room the day before when he was searching for Ariel. Damien was slowly going crazy. He kicked the air when he got to the room and quickly locked himself inside the room alone. He wanted to be alone, with nothing disturbing him or even distracting him. He finally realized how many mistakes he had made in his life. He had been doing everything in a wrong way and now, nothing feels right at all. He sat at a corner of the empty room and he sobbed softly. His life is really not good and now the only good thing in his life is nowhere to be found. He didn't want to think about her right now but he needed her more than anything at the moment.

' " En, if you would, Please excuse me as I need to head downstairs soon as it's almost time for the morning assembly. " " Oh... " The morning assembly lasted for Twenty minutes as usual . Soon it was time for the morning class. In Adriana's class they had Economics that morning, their teacher was an averagely tall Italian woman, with blond white hair. She was named Dorcas Wilson. She happens to be one of Adriana's best teachers as she was very hard-working and efficient. " Good morning, students. " Her ever so cheerful voice rang in their classroom as soon as she walked in.

The door was cracked open. Inside… silence. Then Damien. Shirt halfway off. Blood staining the fabric. He turned and froze when he saw Cris standing in the doorway. Cris POV My eyes locked on the blood smeared across his shirt. But it wasn’t just the blood. His eyes. Black. Pitch black—just like in the forest. “What’s going on?” I asked, stepping inside and shutting the door behind me. Damien turned away, ripping off the shirt and tossing it in a corner. “Get out of here, Cris.”

Cris and Mark also denied it. "Oh, really? So are you telling me that I am a liar? Why don't you drink it yourself if you are telling the truth?" Darren faced Mark, but the latter didn't move any muscle to drink it. "Whatever, man. You're crazy!" Mark and Cris head out, but Darren jumps off the railings and blocks their way. He's not backing out this time. I saw the guy hanging out with him when I kicked Brent's ass here. He approached Darren and urged him to stop, but he was persistent. He wants to teach those guys some lessons for making him a liar.

I replied then went to the open arena. The open arena was barely occupied. Few people were decorating the walls and poles with flowers and fancy lights while the Disk Jockey was setting up his equipments. Some group of young men were arranging the long plastic chairs into rows while a group of women were busy cooking few steps away. There were some guys lifting and dropping cartons of alcohol from a truck while the aroma of fried chicken was all over. I kept rolling my eyes from one direction to the other, soughting for a clue. All the faith I had in my father's diary will be worthless if the meeting doesn't hold as alleged and then, my suspicions were confirmed. Razzi was walking hand in ha

RX , who is always regular on his payments. I'm an IT student at the same time , a hacker. I hack many information, that's encrypted due to the confidentiality and security , and I get paid for that. After my breakup , I not only became an alcoholic but also workoholic . When I felt sleepy , the time is four am. After shutting down the laptop and switching off the lights , I slept. The next morning , when I woke up the time is literally ten thirty am. I got up and went to the college.

Windson would have been extremely uncomfortable with her words if Darren hadn't acted surprisingly nonchalant about everything, including ignoring the way he had been treated by the jealous brother that afternoon. "Krigsman" talked about his profession as an architect, about the difficult moment when he revealed he was gay to the family he lived with, and about his current relationship with a coworker. Kath tried to convince her brother to visit Philadelphia with his boyfriend next time, but he said he didn't even know if the relationship would last. He didn't trust Richard as Kath trusted Harry, and he didn't know if he could tell him that he used a fake last name, hiding an older sister an

I read the ID caller and accepted the call. It's Oscar. "Yes." "Boss, you have to come back now." I hear Chiara over the line being surprised yet panicked. "Why," I question facing Théodore. "Giovanni Carson is dead."

I tell him and disbelief shines through his eyes, "Damn, what the fuck got into you?" "I need to tell you something. " I say, and he smooths his hands down his shirt. "Right now? And in this way? You know I've got eyes for Veronica only babe. " "What?" I say with furrowed brows and he sighs, lifting a hand to my shoulder. "You're not supposed to have feelings for your best friend, stupid so the answer is no. Get rid of that crush before it destroys things. " I hiss and swat his hand off my shoulder, "Ew, Dex. Stop talking already. You're going to make me puke. "

Pacing around the office with his hand across his back. He was so furious, and ready to attack anyone that provoke him at the moment. "How dare him do that to me? How dare him" He shouted and throw his phone across the wall making it to crash into pieces. "Sir, please calm down, and have a seat."mr Felix beseech.