"What a brilliant idea, Bonnie. Now his friends saw us with it." I shook my head. "Hey, don't try to pin this whole thing off on me. I was only trying to help...you should have never stolen it!" She rubbed the temples of her forehead. "I didn't steal. I borrowed." I stated. Jonah went towards the window and pulled one of the blinds down a little. "Uh, guys? You may want to stop the cat fight. Skylor's outside. And he looks pretty pissed off." Suddenly there were a series of loud thuds on my front door. "I know you're in there, Ivy! Either you open up the damn door or I'm breaking it down, I swear!" Skylor yelled. •*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• [ trailer is in chapter one : ]

// We were supposed to be sticking to a simple agreement. // || *WARNING* This story will contain mature language and themes. You have been warned. || *Temporary Fix: The Sequel COMING SOON* || Achievements || 1/20/2021 #3 under harrystyles 1/1/2021 #2 under harryedwardstyles

It's been a while since I've last seen him, and just the mere mention of this man's presence makes the blood in my veins sing. I can almost hear his voice calling my name. "Aurelia...." he'd slowly drag, his tongue licking his lips each time before pulling into a sinful smirk. "My muse...you have complete control of me, you know that, don't you?" I shudder at the memory, recalling the intensity of his green gaze. He'd always call me his muse, his inspiration. His golden girl. My mouth runs dry. I want nothing to do with this man; so why is it that my body disobeys me? Why is it that goosebumps rise on my skin at the thought of seeing him again? *mature and explicit content*

"You're insane," I whimpered as he stepped closer to me. He grinned and whispered into my ear, "Baby, you don't know the half of it."

"thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts. and once again, thank you for being so patient and kind and understanding with me. and for everything else too. love, -sky."

"nice vent, but wrong number" She got cheated on and, even though she had already deleted her ex's number from her phone, she still had something to say. The problem was that she missed a number, and then, she met Harry. 2018, Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mess. She moved from a small town in North Carolina to pursue her dreams in the fashion world. After graduating from NYU, she gets an internship at Vogue. Now she's trying to establish herself. Two worlds are going to collide, and these two people are not ready for it. ALL RIGHTS GO TO xcalliex FOR THIS STORY, AS SHE IS THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR ***** Please read the note before the first chapter *****

There were really only two things happening in Seattle, Wa. in the 90's...music, and murder. Now one of those is a hell of a lot less fun than the other, so let's focus on the fun one, yeah? The music scene in Seattle was unmatched. Grunge bands in every bar, rap battles in every club, loud, vibrant, angry, overwhelming, and intoxicating. There were venues and record shops on almost every corner, and our story begins with owners of those very establishments. Eddie Valentine owned a favorite local venue, The Showbox, downtown. It's home to some of the rowdiest rock shows in the city, with an array of famous guests, but gives anyone a chance to shine on open mic nights. One particular night, after visiting The Showbox regularly, Ronnie found herself amused and excited by a tall Brit with long hair as he shouted out lyrics over the crowd. He had a furrowed brow, a sexy smirk, and the face of a fucking angel with just enough attitude that he kept her on her toes. The two of them, combined with their group of friends, have a dream of spending their days in a cloud of smoke, surrounded by music and sex and fun. But, like most things in life, things don't go according to plan. When the first dead body turns up outside The Showbox, it's written off as a tragic situation with an unfortunate dump site. When the sixth body turns up outside The Showbox, nobody is safe. How well do you know your neighbors? Your co-workers? Your friends? Love Bone is a completely fictional story. No character portray any real people and no real life events are being portrayed. this book is for mature readers only. content warning list that you may find in this story: drug usage, alcohol, violence, death, descriptions of crime scenes, talks of suicide, depression, anxiety, sex and lots of it, anal, choking, light degradation, spanking, restraints, exhibitionism, glory holes. let's rock & roll, babes.

se·ren·i·ty /səˈrenədē/ the state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled. That's what she was to him. That's what he was to her. When all felt chaotic, they brought serenity to each other. *This book will contain some mature content. Read at your own disrecretion. Started in June 2021.

𝑠𝑢𝑔•𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑑•𝑑𝑦 （𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛）𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝙾𝚁 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚜 ...