"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

[COMPLETED] "Why do you always stare at me?" "B-Because You're B-Beau-tiful." Violet was the shy girl Harry loved to draw. Harry was the stuttering boy Violet fell in love with. © londonstars

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

A lot has happened since Harry and Louis were matched together. They were able to quickly and almost completely get over everything that has brought them down rather than up. Louis had learned that he didn't have to submit to everyone and Harry learned what it was like to have someone rely on his every touch, look, and word. Louis gets pregnant with twins and Harry has been at an all time low. What is he supposed to do? Louis has two children that he wasn't ready for in his belly soon to be born. The Dom was stressed but slowly coming to accept the babies and the life they will bring for Louis, the sub was so happy. Louis has already learned to submit to Harry in every way but now it's Harry's turn to do something he's never done. It won't only be His Submission. It will be Their Submission. Bottom!Louis/ Top!Harry (only ;D) THIS IS NOT BASED OFF OF 50 SHADES OF GREY

Louis Tomlinson lives in a world where Domination and Submission is a norm. When you are born you are either branded Sub or Dom. Subs get a little pink or blue, depeneding on gender, series of swirls on the back of their neck. Doms get Red or Black, depending on gender, series of swirls on the back of their neck. Louis Tomlinson was branded with a Blue tattoo and his day has finaly come. The day of his 18th birthday where he will be randomly assigned a Dom. This dom could range from younger to older, poorer to richer, and male to female. You never knew what you were going to get. Some Doms were more harsher and stricter than others. Louis didn't want a harsh Dom to submit too. Harry Styles was branded with a Black tattoo and he just recieved in the mail that he was finaly getting a submissive. Harry was a 32 year old man, settled in, and very very rich. He's been waiting for an assigned submissive to be chosen for him for a very long time. His Dom friend, Zayn, has gotten his submissive two years prior, a little spit fire irish boy, Niall. How will Louis cope being under the eye of his new Dom as well as under the eye of the public? He must act perfect inside and outside the home. Submitting to his new, harsh, Dom. He befriends Niall but the boy gets Louis in trouble more than not. Liam's there too. The personal doctor to Zayn and Harry.

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

a lonely girl, a lonely boy-superstar, one worse than the other; one day collide for the better and worse "Stop saying you aren't a saint, or that you can't do shit, because quite frankly people should call you the cure to depression." He paused looking at me, giving me the same look of regret before he spoke again. "On the other hand, I am depression- and you can't cure depression itself." ------- (( TRIGGER WARNING; if you are triggered easily by self-harm and or depression writings, do not read this book.))

❝But why would I want to get in heaven, when all my friends are in hell?❞ [Warnings: highly sexual content, age differents, drug-use, strong language]