They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1...
Is there more to Paige and Azzi's friendship then everyone thinks? *I'm not assuming anything. This is all fictional. I will also not be writing any smut in respect to them, but there will be kissing and hickies and stuff* (Also any comments about them that go too far I will be removing. This is all for fun and fictio...
Harry Styles will be playing your love interest. Those were the words Amber dreaded to hear. With a lot of bad history between them, the last thing they want to do is be around each other. But in order to make this movie, they need to at least get along. What will happen when they're forced to share an apartment toget...
"IT CAN BE SO LONELY IN THIS CITY, BUT IT FEELS DIFFERENT WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME" ••• Olivia Campbell grew up next to Liam Payne, the two relying on each other as they maneuvered through life together. No matter how far one strayed, they always stayed in touch and were there for one another, whether it be financial help...
Nineteen year old Harry Styles meets his sister's new boyfriend, Louis Tomlinson, fo the first time. Louis makes a good impression on him -- maybe too good of an impression that leads Harry to develop some sort of feelings for him. Harry struggles between knowing it's wrong to be into his sister's significant other, a...
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
"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...