Harry's a bad boy. A ladies man. Taylor is sweet and a bit nerdy. But what happens when Harry needs to tutor to pass his Junior year of High school?

All my life I'd been out of place, to my family, to the place I'm living in, to the relationships I've been in. Everything never seemed to match and I was fine by it. Then I found my place with her. Things were broken and fragile but it always felt right. After all, the shattered pieces can still form the memory of what it once was just by putting it in the right place. Nothing broken ever meant the end. . . It was my mistake of not seeing that.

Just random one shots about Haylor.

"Holy fucking love for cannoli you're..." I gasp but immediately got interrupted by a large, warm hand landing flat on my mouth. My eyes widen and my head move automatically to look at the face on my right, his green orbs and all his facial glory mere centimeters away from mine. He pulls me to the corner and whispers "Two choices, I'll knock you out or you keep you mouth shut" My eyes widen even more if that was even possible and swallow deeply. "I'll pick the latter if I were you" he whispers again, his minty breath fanning the side of my face. My breath hitches and cheeks burn but pulled myself together and nodded. His hand loosens and slowly left the surface of my face. I blink and turned to face him, still in a state of shock, eyes wide and mouth opened like the Pacific Ocean. It's Ryder Crawford a.k.a. the biggest thing in music right now and probably ever. "Wha-what can I help you with?" I stutter fiddling the thumb of my now clammy hands. *** This is the meeting that will unknowingly change Silver Jones' life and take her to an unforgettable hitch ride with Ryder Crawford. Dreams coming true and nightmares realized, Falling in love and shattering to pieces, Finding bliss and accepting void, All things and everything in between in a trip with the biggest superstar of the generation. **** I shipped haylor back in the day and I might never admit it but I think I really still do ❤️️

•Completed• Featured Wattpad Story How do you fight the moon? It's not Charlie you've been waiting for, it's always been, Odin. Follow this epic journey of Odin and Charlie in the world where tooth and claw rule. Where the very belief systems of wolves are challenged on the most fundamental levels. There is only one true path to walk on, the blood red path.... Wolves lose themselves to their wild. There can only be One Alpha.

This time around the story concentrates on Fin and Victoria and their ill-fated mate pairing. Unaware of Fin, Victoria suffering under a father who hates her very existence and starved of affection, Victoria has a dalliance with another male and Fin discovers this. The male in question was his twin brother Grey. This led to Fin abandoning his pack, rejecting Victoria and embarking on a path designed to punish her by sleeping carelessly with as many females as possible. Events in Grey's Tribute have brought them together, and Fin claims Victoria as his mate while still hating the very essence of her being. However, the Moon will have her way, and she wants these two together whether they will it or not. Victoria is forced to confront every demon she buried deep down in her fight for survival since birth. The main one being that her wolf is more feral than others, unwilling to bend to any and with a hunger to rule more territory. Her wolf's disrespect to his authority will force Fin to remind her of her place. Fin himself struggles with the past Victoria shares with his twin and the fact that it forced him to denounce his full potential as the most dominant alpha of the four packs around. Her wolf's challenge to his status will push Fin into accepting all that he is and could be, and in turn what they can be together. Unfortunately, his feelings for her are harder to change, and his struggle to forgive and forget will impact heavily upon their relationship. An emerging empire, omens of death and the two most dominant wolves compelled by fate to be together with or without their permission leads to an absolute rollercoaster of a story. I did not think I could feel more than I did reading this book. These characters are complicated and while they project an image of indestructibility to those in their world, reading this will show you that those who appear strong may have the hardest battle against their own weaknesses. Thank you @Chortle for the great summary.

NOTE: 68 Days and Counting is going to be published! The story has been split into two books and slightly altered for publication being renamed: Hitting the Crossbar (April 18th 2023) and Across the Line (April 2024). You can now buy Hitting the Crossbar here: https://books.wattpad.com/shop/p/hitting-the-crossbar Description: Sequel to first draft of The Bad Boy And the Tomboy. Macy Anderson and Sam Cahill are together in Manchester, England living the new university life with new friends, soccer teams, experiences, and more. Through their ups and downs navigating their first year in a new setting, follow along once again for the pair's new challenges in their relationship and their love of soccer. All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038 No honestly, you copy this book, I will hunt you down and-kidding but you'll be in some serious shit :) #5 in Teen Fiction (5/2/17) Cover~ @Purplerabbit474789

"When you let me go," I trail on, "did it hurt?" He smiles genuinely, "It did. It was the most painful thing I had to do but, I had to. I had to let you go." There are a million places on earth I want to go to, to see, to memorize, to experience. But through the places I've been, there's still one place I always go back to. Meeting him was an adventure, was a travel with an uncertain destination yet, it was the best ride I've ever been in. Only, one day I'm just led to believe that those journeys never happened. I woke up one day and time had left me. Fine details had been scratched, stories were rewritten, the writings on the wall painted over. . . and he never existed. Then I found his letter and his necklace, then suddenly, we were back to where we were.

Taylor Swift, living her normal life found herself in the middle of the heat after ten quiet years. Harry Styles was already her past, he's already nothing but a collection of pictures and memories. They have both moved on, and they proved that. Only, that was back before things went to a total nightmare. Just like that, he's back in her life again.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.