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Sometimes love can get tainted, it just happens out of nowhere... (completed) warning: typos galore! Unedited. - HIGHEST RANKINGS! Zayn #1 Selena #2 Zayn #5 Mafia #15 Possessive #26 Selena #10

A story in which a boy with a past meets a girl with a need to help others. [ slowly editing ]

[COMPLETED] ❝Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to us at birth.❞ Arielle is a studious young woman striving to be a chef. Her life is full of going to class, reading textbooks, and hanging out with her friends, until she meets Zayn. Zayn's an illegal street racer, and he wants her, but he's dangerous. He comes tumbling into her life, and everything is suddenly strewn about. What happens when one of Arielle's friends falls for her? What happens when Zayn gets twisted up with the wrong people? It's a story about lust, lies, and a love that develops at supersonic speeds, but suffers dire consequences. ➳ In which he loves nothing more than cars and winning, until he meets her. * Hypersonic is not a prequel nor sequel to this book. It is a re-imagination of it. Either can be read in either order (although it's not necessary to read Supersonic to understand Hypersonic and vice versa). I'd recommend reading Supersonic before Hypersonic, just because of certain character appearances that will make more sense, but again, it's not necessary! WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, sexual content, drug use/references and foul language, so please read at your own discretion. ALSO: Thank you for offers, but I do NOT allow translations. I apologize, but it's for my own personal reasons. Please respect my choice ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of rape and/or sexual assault in this story Started: January 30, 2014 Completed: October 29, 2016

"How long have you been in here?! How much have you heard?!" He yelled as his eyes turned black. "I-I didn't hear anything I swear! I just came to get my phone," I said as I cowered back. "Niall! Didn't I fucking tell you to check if everyone left?!" He yelled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out towards the others. "I did-" "Well it doesn't matter now. Liam put her in the fucking car. All we need is another brat to snitch on us." #Wattys2015

He went by Hot Shot, nicknamed for his exceptional ability to repair cars. Molly Pierce, an ambitious girl from the opposite side of town, went a while without ever figuring out his real name. But when the truth about his sinful name and twisted past inevitably resurfaced, she was stuck with a choice to make. A tale of forbidden love, mechanics, and car thieves. ***PLEASE SEPARATE CHARACTERS FROM THEIR FACE CLAIMS, INCLUDING HARRY highest rankings: #1 in harry #1 in harrystyles

-completed- His breath tampered on my neck as he backed me into a corner. "Look at me." he demands in a disturbingly-menacingly-calm tone. I couldn't. He wants to hurt me. He wants me dead. I felt his paradoxically gentle, soft hand grip my chin, lifting my head up. "If you want to keep that pretty little head of yours," he mutters. "then I'd suggest you fucking listen to what I say, darling." . Charlotte Thompson seeks thrill and adventure. She yearns for a change from her boring, average life. But what could happen when she searches too far? Perhaps a run in with a passionate green eyed, curly haired criminal and part time musician with a deceivingly innocent smile who flips her life around. Maybe he was the thrill she needed. - THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT!!! YOUVE BEEN WARNED!

invasato; possessed or dominated by a strong passion. - "Alice in Wonderland? That's your favorite book." he remarks with his brow arched and his voice snarky. "I love the curiosity of it all." I shrug. He just smirks, diverting his eyes down with the slightest head shake before speaking in his classic low tone. "Curiosity killed the cat, sweetheart." - Elaina Basset packed up and moved to Italy with hopes of starting over with a clean slate and to make it big as a painter. But, her plans are halted when she meets Harry Styles, an over confident crook who has a lot of enemies and is set on revenge. A struggling painter, a heist master...what could go wrong?

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

[MATURE/EXPLICIT CONTENT] I'm fucked. Like genuinely, properly, jaw-clenchingly fucked. She's in my head. Way too deep. Like I've just been rewired or some shit and now every time I blink I see her eyes: one lighter than the other, both shining like she's already figured out the ending to the story and is just waiting for me to catch up. It's like she was made for me. Like someone carved her out of fire and velvet and chaos and said: Here. This one. She's yours. It's fucking overwhelming. But she's mine. And God help whoever fucking forgets that. __ "Mine," I mutter. "Every inch of you." My hand slides up her throat, thumb brushing her jaw. "That mouth? Mine. That body? Mine. That attitude? Mine." I lean in, lips to her ear. "Say it, Carmen." She shivers. "I'm yours." "Damn right you are." (18+ preferred)