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Relic just moved to Scranton Pennsylvania a week ago and she needs a place to live instead of her dirty motel room. One day when she goes to her favorite cafe, she sees an ad in the newspaper. The rent's cheap and Ricky seems like a really nice guy, but what does Relic do when she realizes, she likes Ricky?

Two years have passed since Cheyanne moved away on a bad note with her ex. Today, she has a good life but feels as if something is missing in her life; someone. She misses Ricky like crazy but the lingering feelings of betrayal are still there. One day the motionless boys cross paths with her again. There are mixed feelings with both parties, will Ricky get her back?

People say that dreams and reality are two different things. But, for Ricky Olson, are they? High School AU Sitkolson | Angeless WARNING: This story contains strong language, supernatural events, stories and events of self harming/suicide, sexual content, various acts of violence and so forth. If you are easily triggered, please proceed with caution.

It was never easy living in the times where everything depended on your status and who your family was. Not for Ricky, anyways. The secrets, lies, feelings and emotions will make it harder for him to stay in check. Especially when they all come from one source. Sitkolson | Angeless WARNING: This story contains strong language, supernatural events, mature content, sexual content, various acts of violence and so forth. If you are easily triggered, please proceed with caution.

It felt like the whole world was crashing down around me... Then, I met you, and for just a moment, everything felt alright... DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, Chris does not, nor will he ever, own a funeral home in Scranton! This whole thing is fictional, just something I had the urge to write.

After becoming hopeless in his job search, Ricky reluctantly asks for help from friends and family. Leads kept turning up dry, until his old friend Chris offers him a night watchman position at a horror-themed museum. A nighttime job for a night owl with good pay? No coworkers he's forced to socialize with, AND he gets to be surrounded by his favorite culture? Add in a beautiful tour guide at the museum that he's falling for, and the whole thing sounded too good to be true. Perhaps it is... Supernatural AU | Ghorror | Angeless Disclaimer: Vulgar language, sexual content, mental illness, & extreme violence & gore

Athena, the loner, and apparently the "freak" to everyone meets Chris Motionless, them being a tad bit different from everyone else makes them even closer. Best friends AND neighbors by the end of high school they get separated by plain old life, she goes to college and he starts the band. Wait, it doesn't just end there. What happens when they meet again? Will they leave off where they ended as best friends? Lovers? Friends? Enemies? Book 2: Crumbled To Dust GrandDaddyDevil©

Marietta is a HUGE Motionless In White fan. When she meets Chris at her friend's party, he instantly falls in love with her and she feels the same. Marietta hasn't been this happy in a long time, which is partly because she's had bad experiences with guys before. But will Marietta's past come back to haunt her?

Thief, murderer, and just plain trouble maker, Ryan Sitkowski, has gone years doing what he wants, the way he wants. That's only because people fear him. Ryan isn't like anybody else.. Some would say he's a bit... Strange. Now crime investigator, Ricky Olson, has been searching years for Ryan and hasn't succeeded in finding him.... Little did they both know, some of the most unusual things will occur when together. Warning: Contains The Use Of: Violence / Sexual Content / Foul Language / Possibly Triggering Events / Gore / I do NOT own any band members/famous people or song lyrics mentioned(unless they're mine and I will state when), but I DO own this story so do not take it. •Sitkolson• Motionless In White AU

Every year now for the past 3 years on the weekend closest to Halloween three girls are kidnapped in the middle of the night, and only a pool of blood was left behind. One on Friday, one on Saturday, and one on Sunday. We the American people have been told and lead to believe that it's a serial killer, but there have been many stories that have spun from these tragedies. I wasn't scared though, I took precautions to keep myself safe. Anyways, I was nothing special. I had nothing to worry about. Or so I thought.