I'm ernadith Jane Robinson. 18 years old. I'm Married. but its arranged. My husband ? He's nowhere. he's gone. he cannot be seen. I don't know where he is. he just give me a wonderful/beautiful green emerald necklace to make his memory in mine wouldn't vanish. And luckily it didn't. I'm hoping that someday I will find him. Will Jane find his One And Only True Love or She ended up falling for another ? Find out ♥ Helllllo ! I suck at descriptions so just read my story :D

"I loved you before, I love you now and I'd still love you after." ©SwiftandShums [DISCLAIMER: the first few chapters are written horribly and I suggest you read the author's note carefully thank you and I love you very much]

This is a story about Taylor Swift and Harry Styles' secret. The secret that might just bring them back together.

all she needed to do was complete the 8 steps that were scribbled onto the piece of notebook paper. how hard could it be?

THIS IS A BOOK OF DIRTY IMAGINES...STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND BRIEF NUDITY AND VERY DESCRIPTIVE CONTENT... DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 14...RATED R AND XXX READ AT YOUR OWN RISK...YOU HAVE BEEN ADVISED HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS BOOK OF DIRTY 1D IMAGINES MY LITTLE DIRTY DIRECTIONERS... Taking requests just inbox me your details and I will due my best to fulfill your want.

The summer of 1831 was especially hot on the back's of the Horan families slaves, one in particular being Zayn, the lightest skinned of all the thrall's. And Niall, the younger, more sensible of the Horan's two sons, took a liking to watching Zayn's dark flesh sweat, drip down his neck and across his forehead until he grabbed the hem of his shirt, pealing it off him, the fabric sticking to him which always drove Niall past the point of no return, his mouth watering, thirst rising within him before retreating for the house, were he scurried to his room to pleasure himself. Not that anyone knew that. This was a strict family who stuck to morals and traditions, one being, You do not lust for that slaves...especially not one of the same sex.

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)