❝He's thirty-six, Adeline. Not sixteen.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

SEQUEL TO ADORE (Please read Adore prior to reading Mint) "I never believed in misery, until it was me lying on the cologne soaked sheets, mascara running down my cheeks... crying. Gasping for air. Wishing that you'd come back home." // A continuation of the love story between Harry and Isabella. * WINNER of the 2016 Fan Fiction Awards for best -3M Harry Styles Fic! *NOT TRANSLATING* Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning.

How will you cope when The Harry Styles magically appears and starts living under your bed? Dani has an idea or two, and the other involves a lot of fucking.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

This is a sequel to my book Crap Only Directioners Will Get, you can read this one first or go read the one from the first one and then this one. Whatever you want to do, but if you haven't read my first one here is what this guy is about. This is a book that will be filled with stuff that you will only get if you're a directioner. It will have inside jokes, goofy imagines, struggles of being a directioner, and anything else that is funny involving 1D that we can think of. Hopefully, it'll make you laugh, and make liquid shoot out of some sort of opening from your body. © _TeenageFangirl_ All Rights Reserved

it's a jOKE AND DONT READ IT IF YOU'LL GET OFFENDED.