subterranean; /ˌsʌbtəˈreɪnɪən/; adjective; existing, occurring, or done under the earth's surface; secret; concealed. // Half of them are staring at me right now, observing my look, my body. I feel like I'm an animal in the circus that everyone came to see, I'm in a cage and I feel my throat tightening. I want to disappear from here. The other half is chatting loudly, but I still don't know what's the topic, I don't want to know. One of them sits with his back to me, completely ignoring me. That's the best that he could have done for me tonight. Thank good God. I'm starting to feel relief, taking a step back, when one of them speaks to me. ''Is your name really Persephone?'' ''Ye-'' I stop in mid-answer. A weird feeling spreads across my shoulders as the realization hits me. It's coming down to my stomach and then to my legs. I just got goosebumps from head to toes. I feel more unsafe than ever before. The heat comes from deep inside my body and I feel the blood being pumped into my head. My face's burning. My hands start to shake. This voice. I've heard it before. I slowly move my eyes to the right, where the man sits. At the same time, he moves his head to the left. I can clearly see his side profile and I feel like I'm about to pass out. This can't be happening. This isn't true, it's just my imagination playing another trick on me. The notebook slips from my hands and lands on the dark, dirty club floor. // Harry and Persephone met by accident. An accident they both wish to forget, but little do they know, it's only going to bring them more problems. The events will force them to make decisions that are only going to bring them closer to each other. // #1 in subterranean No translations allowed! Started: 9th August 2022

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DARK-MATURE THEME // 18+ "I never craved attention until I tasted yours." ***** "Wait..did you f*cked me last night?" I spoke as soon as the alcohol seem to drain off and senses knocked back in. I'm wearing his clothes! He just smirks with his engaging emerald eyes set on mine. "What! Tell me that isn't true." I spoke, processing every move I made the previous night. "Well you were desperate to so..." he intentionally halt his words and mischievous smile all over his cherry lips. "I need words not hints Harry!" I'm insanely mad with what I'm experiencing. He stepped off the bed and stood away in front of the door. "Stand up and walk upto me now." He instructed, with a wink. I was confused but still did as I was asked to. "How does it answers my question?" I folded my arms in front of my chest with a furrowed look. He hold my lower waist to step close to me leaving no space between our bodies. "If I would've f*cked you, I'm sure you wouldn't have been able to walk this fine the next morning." He whispered, making my smirk grow. I couldn't help but have trust in his smooth yet filthy choice of words. ***** « Anne Winslet is trapped to be the new face of the future alongside world renowned artist Harry Styles. But everything was an ostensible way to silence voices that are not to be heard and a past determined to ruin. Zayn Malik » "You won't even see my face again if you knew what I've done & I can do." Mature Content (vulgar language/ drugs/alcohol/ sexual content/ physical- verbal- emotional abuse) 𝐴 𝐻𝐴𝑅𝑅𝑌 𝑆𝑇𝑌𝐿𝐸𝑆 𝐹𝐼𝐶𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁 Started: 2022 Highest Rankings: (till now) #128 harrystyles #146 zayn #117 onedirection

A story about lost boys and broken girls. ** MATURE STORY ** ENEMIESTOLOVERS ** PERFECT BLEND OF DARK/SOFT HARRY Can someone find love in the present when they're still stuck in the past? In a future, patriarchal world, where women have no rights, Ashley Hood is bought by Harry Styles, the son of the most powerful person in their world. Harry Styles Fanfiction | Alternate Universe

| Spy Sci-Fi | We do everything to forget our past, don't we? But when the line between past and present blurs. We will do anything to change our future. ~ "Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him from across the room. I have been feeling his glare on me for a long time. There is no response from him, what feels like an eternity but I know he heard me. I look up at him from my work and find him still staring at me, eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched and his eyes dilated. Worried by his expression, I get up to reach him but he gets up immediately and starts pacing the length of the room, agitated. His hands tug his hair strongly as if he would rip them out. "Harry what's wrong?" I ask. He turns towards me and makes intimidating eye contact. I stop in my tracks. "Everything is fucking wrong, Alena!" He yells, distressed. "You just can't look so damn beautiful and expect me to do nothing about it. How can I just sit there knowing that I can never touch you the way I want, kiss every inch of your body the way I have always dreamed or hold you in my arms forever." I stand there silently. The next thing he does is something no one expected. ~ * CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE * SEXUAL CONTENT * DESCRIPTIVE GRAPHIC VIOLENCE * MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES* Started on - 20 October 2021 #1 in adamlevine (12/02/2021) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @//DRIPPY_N_CRAZY NOT ACCEPTING TRANSLATION OR PRINTING.

Maddi and her best friend Natalie move to London, to spend one last summer together before they attend their dream universities. Maddi's life seems like it couldn't get any more perfect, that is until she meets 5 boys who will drastically change her life forever. Those 5 boys just so happen to belong to the biggest boyband in the world. They convince her to come work for them, and follow them on their world tour, she forms a close friendship with these famous boys and begins to fall for one. They attempt to hide their relationship from not only just the world but also from management, things get... complicated.

SEQUEL TO DEVIL'S DUE. In this sequel, our main duo are off to a bit of a rocky start. River is recovering from a gunshot wound, trying to overcome a bout of PTSD, all the while attempting to remain in the loop of her boyfriend's antics. Harry on the other hand, is hell-bent on getting revenge over the people who threatened the well-being of the one good thing in his life. He is determined to overthrow Damien and now Derek, destroy their shady and destructive business, and terminate the organization that stole from him his childhood, among other things, once and for all. Let's hope these efforts prove fruitful, otherwise, the characters you've come to love and cherish are only in for more ruination. But like Harry says - we're done giving the devil his fucking due. What comes next is inevitable, right?

in the story ↓ ↓ ↓ "Isn't he just a pocket full of sunshine?" he asks me with a sarcastic tone. I'm still trying to get over the fact he was flirting with me 10 seconds ago. "Who even is he?" I point my thumb back gesturing to the mystery man who seems to be quite a douchebag. "That's Cyrus. Cyrus Gray, the man that lives on the posters of every teenage girl's bedroom, has a body count probably higher than any number you can think of, the big, bad tuff guy with no fears, the lead singer of SeventhHeaven, and my best friend." My eyes widen at the last part. "You're friends w-with him? But you seem so sweet and he seems so-" My words stop abruptly as I feel a pair of hand squeeze my shoulders and a head lean into my ear. My eyes widen at the feeling and I look at Finn who is trying to hide his laugh due to the way I just tensed up. "So what, sweetheart? Go on, don't stop on my account" a voice with a subtle british accent fills my ears as I turn my head to look at the one next to mine and lock eyes with the most intense green eyes i've ever seen.

In this book , I will write poems , one day one poem ..... In this book there will be every time of poem friendship, love , heartbreaks , fake friends and all and I will put some quotes too... I hope you enjoy.