He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Emily Brontë 1846 -*- All Rights Reserved to LoveVincitOmnia 2016. Please don't copy or reproduce.

Currently listed on Wattpad's 'Summertime Stories' Reading List Emma thought the Corfu sun would bring her a great tan and relaxation during her Gap Year before starting Medical School. But working the package holiday conveyor belt as one of Select Holidays Representative’s is proving more heat stroke and headache than an endless working vacation. With no friends except for her roommate Katie and Dave the Head Rep, Emma is ready to abandon the lingering sweat and mosquitoes and hand in her notice, until a trip to the Doctors introduces her to final year medic Liam. And why does the barman at Zorb’s bar keep staring at her all the time? Will Emma stay to find out?

What really goes on behind the scenes of the biggest boyband in the world? It's all about to be revealed... **Book 1 of 4 in the No Control series (COMPLETE) **Runner Up in BEST SERIES in The Fanfiction Awards two years in a row! 2016 and 2017** NOW A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY!** **This book follows real life events between March and June 2015** Jessica Bradshaw is a huge One Direction fan, and has been in love with Harry Styles since she saw the boys live on the Take Me Home tour in 2013. When a random house party in March 2015 (during a break from the first leg of OTRA tour) forces their paths to cross, Jess is thrown head first into the celebrity world. Struggling to cope with her new found fame as Harry Styles' rumoured love interest, she is forced to abandon all common sense and put her trust in the boy she barely knows. I do not allow translations. Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction 10/11/2019, previously #2 in Fanfiction 13/11/2016 (Sequel COMPLETE, highest rank #1 in Fanfiction) 11/12/2016

Poppie can't remember much from the night she met Harry, but there's proof she really did meet him and in the process of erasing it from her life forever, she gets shit on by a bird and slips in dog shit, the blow to her head making her remember everything and question her future.

I've already posted the rewrite of this but I can't bring myself to take this version down right now so it's staying here lol

Harry and Blair had been through everything together. They made it through their differences, and Blair finally decided to let herself fall in love with someone. Harry had finally noticed that he can actually love a girl, one night stands being all he used to know. And now they are married, a baby girl on the way. And this, is the story of their life.

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.