They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"He's my soldier and there is no way in hell I'm letting Stark or anyone else take him from me!" Book 1 of Shock Waves series

What if Tony had convinced Steve to sign the accords immediately after the tunnel incident? What if Bucky had been sent to a psychiatric facility rather than Wakanda, and the downfall of the Avengers had never happened? James Buchanan Barnes is a walking shadow of his former self. His mind is a mess of half-memories, the only constant memory being of the color red. There's blood staining his hands- blood he never wanted there, but that's there nonetheless. When he's sent to the Virginia State Psychiatric Facility, just a few miles south of the capital of the United States, no one can seem to get much out of him. He remains just as mysterious as he was when he first walked in the doors. Until Athena, a specialist known for dealing with PTSD patients, is assigned to be his psychologist. And then suddenly a whole world of horrors is uncovered, and his repressed days of torture come screaming back to life in vivid color. As Athena gets to know him, she realizes that everything Steve has said- about Bucky being a victim, not a villain- is absolutely true. And suddenly she must fight to not only save Bucky from himself, but also to clear his name in the eyes of the world- because after all, she's the only one with undeniable proof of his past. The only thing is, she must find the courage to use it. Bucky x OC 《 copyright @jordan7095 》 Cover picture is not mine. it is from Tumblr. credit goes to whoever made it.

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

And I know it makes you nervous, but I promise you it's worth it, to show them everything you've kept inside, Don't Hide ••••• Dawn Beckett doesn't exist. When Nick Fury pulled her from the jaws of HYDRA experimentation, he hid her from the world for her protection. She was his biggest secret weapon, embarking on covert missions to help the world and the Avengers without compromising her anonymity. Until James Buchanan Barnes. The upbeat, down-to-earth girl who wishes beyond anything she can have a family again meets the forlorn, brooding lone wolf who is desperately trying to make sense out of the muddled madness in his mind. The mission was simple: investigate and protect. But, after a whirlwind of events leading her in the middle of an internal war threatening to rip apart the very group she helped succeed from the shadows, her heart has different plans. She was sent to investigate and protect him. She never expected to fall for him. [Pre-Civil War though Civil War]

One accidental meeting in a coffee shop was all it took for their crazy and fast love story to begin. COMPLETED; IN EDITING ------- This story is completely fiction, characters that are known in real-life are not portrayed as you may see them. They are portrayed how I would. Thank you. #1| styles #1| niall

A friend recommended you to him, they heard that you were in need of a job and they said they know someone who needs a new assistant. What they didn't tell you is who will be your boss. You went to the interview, got the job and met your boss, Tom Holland. A/n: I wrote this fanfic last year and this is set when Tom was filming Chaos Walking.

"Jesus?" You questioned as you tried to make out the figure. The figure laughed and shook his head, "I'm not Jesus Love." :•:•:• #1st in Bali #73 in peterparker