[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ❝ 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖? 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎. ❞ {𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰}

Lynn Mercury is your daring, feminist idealist who only wants to get into the Portland Thorns. So when the chance arises to ditch her home city for the opportunity to go pro, leaving behind her UCLA soccer team and her persuasive ex-fling, Lynn takes off to London and quickly falls into routine with seventeen boys, a sexually active roommate, and a Coach that could easily make David Beckham feel insecure. Niall Horan is your savvy, Casanova realist who only wants to get away from his family lifestyle. He's golden, captain of the team, the star player... until two X chromosomes take his limelight, leaving him feeling vexed and confused. He knows what it means to go for the win, but when feelings get in the way, the stakes get too high. Niall chooses to deal with it the only way he knows how - scientifically. The line between love and hate had never been thinner. Start/End date: January 2016 - June 2017 The Fanfiction Awards 2017 Winner

Naive undercover detective + Manipulative dangerous criminal = Chaos *Dark Niall* ⚠️Be Aware⚠️ The story includes 1-Mature language 2-Explicit scenes 3-Crime 4-Drugs 5-Mature content

And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking all over for you." Jessi Monroe is effectively all alone in the world, she can count the number of people she cares about on one hand. She has never been in love and is terrified at the very thought of it. Harry Edward Styles is an international superstar, loved and adored by millions. He wears his heart on his sleeve and is looking for something real. Neither thought their life would be changed by attending a One Direction signing in New York. Copyright © 2018 Lollipop2204 All Rights Reserved.

Estelle Adler is a highly renowned actress and Hollywood starlet with a 'golden girl' reputation to maintain. Harry Styles, a popular musician, basking in the glory of his successful debut album, hardly cares for his reputation. But, when the two stars cross paths in a Los Angeles night club, one drunken kiss causes a media frenzy, with the pair stuck in the eye of the storm. With no where to turn and their reputations on the line, Harry and Estelle are forced to undertake a forged path, in the hope of saving both of their careers. The only problem being, they detest one another...

subterranean; /ˌsʌbtəˈreɪnɪən/; adjective; existing, occurring, or done under the earth's surface; secret; concealed. // Half of them are staring at me right now, observing my look, my body. I feel like I'm an animal in the circus that everyone came to see, I'm in a cage and I feel my throat tightening. I want to disappear from here. The other half is chatting loudly, but I still don't know what's the topic, I don't want to know. One of them sits with his back to me, completely ignoring me. That's the best that he could have done for me tonight. Thank good God. I'm starting to feel relief, taking a step back, when one of them speaks to me. ''Is your name really Persephone?'' ''Ye-'' I stop in mid-answer. A weird feeling spreads across my shoulders as the realization hits me. It's coming down to my stomach and then to my legs. I just got goosebumps from head to toes. I feel more unsafe than ever before. The heat comes from deep inside my body and I feel the blood being pumped into my head. My face's burning. My hands start to shake. This voice. I've heard it before. I slowly move my eyes to the right, where the man sits. At the same time, he moves his head to the left. I can clearly see his side profile and I feel like I'm about to pass out. This can't be happening. This isn't true, it's just my imagination playing another trick on me. The notebook slips from my hands and lands on the dark, dirty club floor. // Harry and Persephone met by accident. An accident they both wish to forget, but little do they know, it's only going to bring them more problems. The events will force them to make decisions that are only going to bring them closer to each other. // #1 in subterranean No translations allowed! Started: 9th August 2022

*18+ Contains Mature and Explicit Content* *I don't bring my eyes up when I hear him pick up a knife.... I don't even want to see the size of it. His shoes come into my vision as he brings the flat side of the knife under my chin. He lightly pushes up making me look at him. "Let's have some fun shall we?" * Faye and her best friend Silas have always been inseparable. They had so much in common but there was always a part of him he was hiding from her. He would sneak off and she would never know of the things he does and would never ask until one day- everything goes wrong leaving her scared and in danger. A secluded house in the middle of the woods where Faye is being held hostage. Wanting to escape. A man owns the house who is in charge of looking after her. Keeping her there until his boss is ready to carry out his plan. Will she get the freedom she longs for or will she be forced to be apart of this dangerous, terrifying world? Highest Rankings: #1 in Harryedwardstyles #1in DarkHarry #1 in kidnap #2 in Harrystyles #5 in 1D #8 in Harry #2 in Mafiaboss

FEATURED ON THE READING LIST 'ONE DIRECTION' BY @Fanfic BEST FANFIC SERIES 2018 - @thefanfictionawards Book 1 of the Lush Trilogy (completed ✓) - Rewritten in 2025 Vicky West has spent her life chasing one dream - to dance beneath the lights of the Moulin Rouge, Los Angeles's most exclusive nightclub. It's the stage she's always longed for after seeing it years ago. But behind the glamorous club lies a man who could ruin everything. Harry Styles, the ower of the Moulin Rouge, is as powerful as he is untouchable. Known for his sharp suits, cold and pompous behavior, he has an insatiable appetite for control. When Vicky auditions for a spot on the team, Harry immediately recognizes that she's a valuable asset to his club. The way she dances drives him mad. But is Harry pursuing Vicky for the Moulin Rouge - or for himself? Highest rankings: #1 trilogy #1 one direction #2 Styles #2 HarryStyles WARNING: Mature content. All Rights Reserved by @butterflytattoo

in shorehaven, your eyes are on ari gibson. it's been a year since you've seen him and lost feelings start to surface. but the boardriders girls are your rising competition for his attention. ari gibson x oc all rights go to netflix for characters, plot. no copyright infringement intended as the media presented in this story only adds on and takes inspiration from the original source for the intentions of entertainment.