Prince Harry did not want a wife. He was happy bedding the women of the kingdom without a care. But when Princess Eleanora waltzed into his life, he was stunned to have her shake his world upside down. With his kingdom on the line, what will he choose? His pride, or a chance of love? ~ "I do not understand why you are being so kind to me." An eye peeked open to look behind him, staring at her soft face. Harry didn't deserve anybody like her. She had every reason to hate him; he had been truly terrible to her when she had been the opposite. "I would understand if you left. I would not blame you if you did. I am a terrible person, as you stated before. Though you would experience harships, marrying that stable boy of yours would be a much more fulfilling life than the one you would experience with me." She shrugged. "I know." And she knew he wasn't expecting that. "It probably would be easier. I wouldn't think of the noises of him bedding someone else, or remember how his hand wrapped around my neck." She knew that a life without him would be easier. "But I think you deserve a chance. I think you really are a kind person, capable of love. Deep down there's a man in there that's noble and loving and kind...." ~ Royal AU :)

"To have her in his bed, in his arms, with her breath on his neck and her hair tickling the corners of his mouth -- he was finally able to think of his life as not only just a dark hole of violence. Maybe, just maybe, his life could mean something more." || mature hs fanfic. Cover credit to @pillow-case © highstylin

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

Harley Asher and her older brother Carter have lived a whole year without their beloved parents. When a wolf attack takes them from her it shakes her world around more than expected, picking up the pieces poses more than a problem. When a handsome stranger comes into her life just weeks before her eighteen birthday she thinks nothing of it. But who is he? and why is he just coming into her life now? Big changes are about to happen in Lee's life, bigger than she could ever know. As Winston Churchill once said, If you are going through hell, keep going.

"Princess?" "it's Ruby, actually."

caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'

"We are the kids our parents warned us about." Teenage rebellion. Everyone goes through that stage, with similar to almost opposite outcomes. Teenagers are the most distraught of generations. The most raging for freedom and the most willing to fight for it. Serenity Carter plays with fire, and fire isn't as dangerous as she can get. Although portrayed as a modest, respectable young lady in the eyes of her religious parents, she is the Devil's assistant herself. Harry Styles owns the word trouble. With a criminal record, he is known as a nuisance to the town's people. Constantly being judged by his mistakes, he assumes it's better to be silent than to be a fool and explain himself when he clearly doesn't care. He is strong, brave, short tempered. Misunderstood and abrupt. Impulsive and easily annoyed. He might just be the last straw Serenity pulls before her mother finds out. Join Serenity on her wild, mischievous story as a young girl turns into a woman, along the way learning that love is a fragile thing that when broken is a heavy storm.

"Somehow in this fucked up mess I managed to fall for you."

❝If you see my friend, doesn't matter where or when; tell me if you see Kay.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015

~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected