It's like a switch went off.

"I can feel you take control of who I am and all I've ever known." A story in which a healing young woman falls in love with the man who shines as bright as she wishes she could. TW: story contains minor sexual content. *NOT CURRENTLY ACCEPTING TRANSLATIONS*

→︎ complete. 08/05/20 - 22/06/20. →︎ contains mature content. Camp Cherry in the summer of 1997 is definitely the most important choice Hana ever made. currently not allowing translations!

"Aren't you afraid?" "Of what? Dying?" "Yes, exactly that." She took a moment to deliberately pick the right words in her mind because she knew he was going to ask why the moment after she answered, "No. Death is unavoidable, it's a part of life that is inescapable since birth. It's written in our very nature. The problem is that people spend too much time worrying about death and not living their lives to their fullest potential. We were born to both live and die and that seems to be forgotten somewhere along the way. I am not afraid of dying even though I could die at any given day at any given time because I'm making the most of my life and I know that something better awaits me when I go." [Edited!]

Her eyes have their own vocabulary, and what a beautiful language to learn.

schiz·o·phre·ni·a noun 1. a long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation. bi·po·lar adjective 1. having or relating to two poles or extremities. 2. (of psychiatric illness) characterized by both manic and depressive episodes, or manic ones only. These are both illnesses I've dealt with my entire adult life, I followed my father's dream of becoming a psychologist since he died before he graduated college. He was so obsessed with it, so passionate about it and all I wanted to do was make him proud. After graduating top of my class my mum and I moved to Seattle Washington where I got a job at an institute for mental health. There was this girl, she wasn't my patient so I knew very little about her aside from the fact that she was strikingly beautiful. She only had female nurses and doctors, they kept her away from any male patients and I could tell some of the male staff members were fearful of her. What could this stunning young woman have done for them to be so fearful? Why doesn't she speak? One day I went back to work and she was no longer a patient. When I had asked they said her mother had checked her out. As much as I tried, she was never far from my mind. Was she alright? Were her parents caring for her properly? I just couldn't get her out of my head, it was her eyes maybe. They were pale blue almost silver, they were the most exquisite set of eyes I'd ever seen but there was something behind them. Something dark and dangerous...... Something haunted.

"You are so used to your features; you don't know how beautiful you look to a stranger."

A one night stand with Harry Styles: What's the worst that can happen?

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

Katerina sees him in her dreams just about every night, but is he really just imaginary?