BOOK 2/3 OF MALIGNANT SERIES (MATURE READ!) "We need to go, they're coming for us." He yells over the rain that's slapping repetitively against the cement. "For us?" I begin until he grabs my hand and pulls me down the road. "For you, Amelia. They want you. But they can't have you." "W-why?" I swallow the lump in my throat. "Because what's mine, is mine." Harry and Amelia's developed relationship has been tested to many extents, but what happens when their choices have made them both the most wanted people by other men just as dangerous as Harry? Not to mention some shocking surprises along the way. #1 IN FANFICTION #1 IN DARK #1 IN HARRYSTYLES BOOK (2/3) *COMPLETED* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

[Complete] When a dangerous criminal comes across a lone house in the woods, he figures it's the perfect place to hide out for the night. Only to find out it isn't lone after all.. criminal!louis || hostage!harry

your hands are scarred from murder, and yet i trust them completely.

At 15, Brinley Kane was locked up. At 18, she was sent to the ground. Brinley Kane had accepted her inevitable death long ago, and on the morning of her 18th Birthday she isn't all that surprised to have her death sentence handed down. Despite what the Council may have thought, she had no intention of letting them float her, send her unprotected into space. Instead, she was determined to do things her own way, to fight them and their rules until her very last breath. Until something changes, and suddenly - she's on the ground. It's there that Brinley meets Octavia Blake, a girl who barely knows who she is and the two become fast friends. But knowing Octavia means knowing her brother Bellamy, whom Brinley can't stand from the moment she lays eyes on him - and the feeling is mutual. Bellamy Blake knows that unlike so many of the 100, Brinley Kane wasn't locked up for petty crime - It wasn't thievery or simple drug related crimes that had her thrown in the skybox. Brinley Kane was a murderer. Despite his first impression of her, he quickly realises that there's more to her and her story than meets the eye, and the more Bellamy discovers, the more he finds himself drawn to her in the same way the earth is drawn to the sun. But Brinley wasn't a simple girl and Bellamy wasn't a simple boy. The two find themselves engaged in a battle, not only the one brewing outside the gates of their camp, but a more complex war that waged inside them, a War of Hearts. How long can they last before their feelings becoming overwhelming? How long until those same feelings begin to consume them? Season 1 (Part 1): COMPLETE (War of Hearts) Season 2 (Part 2): COMPLETE (Game of Survival) Season 3 (Part 3): IN PROGRESS (Control) All books/parts/seasons will be included in this one book unless stated otherwise. Highest Rank #441 in Fanfiction *Contains Sensitive Themes*

"Raising your gun to me isn't what scared me, Bellamy." "Then what was?" "That you told me you loved me just a few hours before." ∝ [SHADOW OF DEATH] Meaning: A symbolic description of the world, meaning darkness and death are valleys on earth one must walk through, that is, part of the human experience. ∝ Marcus Kane's daughter, Sawyer Kane, was chosen to be part of the 100 who were sent to earth in order to see if it was survivable. Why was she even in prison?.. Sawyer was hiding a dark secret that happened within the Ark. Something that would ruin her if people knew what she done. She was sent to the ground expecting death, but death was the last thing she got. Highest ranking - #1 The100fanfiction Highest ranking - #1 bellamyblake [season 1 ✔️] [season 2 ✔️] [season 3 ✔️] [season 4 ✔️] [season 5 ~ currently in progress]

"Heavy is the head that wears the crown, that's why I took it off." Season One : Completed Season Two : Completed Started Season One : 5th May 2020 Finished Season One : 3rd September 2020 Started Season Two : 6th August 2021 Finished Season Two : 4th January 2022

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Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.

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!