"What's your name, love?" The unknown man breathed huskily into my ear. My eyes widened as his lips attached to my neck. I gasped at the feeling. He sucked lightly at the skin under his soft lips. I was frozen to the spot in the empty hallway. The small chattering from the kitchen could still be heard as the pain intensified on my neck. "So, what's your name again?" He asked, his lips brushing against my neck, which made me shiver. "U-uh, M-Marcel." I stuttered nervously. Hit bit down harshly on my neck and I winced in pain. I wanted to push him away but I just couldn't bring myself to move at all. "When your mum introduced me I never got your name. You look adorable with those glasses and that vest." He whispered and placed a light kiss on the bruised area. I closed my eyes briefly but opened then back up to get a glance at him. His piercing blue eyes stared back at me. His hair was up and slightly shifted to the side and he was fit. But why was he doing this to a nerd like me? Doesn't he see how ugly I am? He cupped my cheek with one hand and the other on the back of my thigh. "Don't think differently about yourself, babe." He walked away right after he ran his fingertips over my crotch lightly. "I'll be seeing you again." He stated, before walking away from me.

"...I already know why you're doing this. You're doing this because of Harry's disability but people with mental disabilities can be loved too." "No. Get out of my house." . A heartwarming story of which one boy shows that even those who have any type of mental disability can be loved just as much as those who don't. 4k+ comments

I didn't regret it. I should have but I didn't. Every kiss, every caress, every word he said took me to another world. and even when I knew that I was just a secret to him. just a little boy that he played with behind closed doors only. I didn't care one bit. Cause he was my first my best my rock he was my man. and I loved him with all of his flaws. even the biggest one of them. and that was him being already taken. by my best friend.

[DISCONTINUED | AU] ❝I'll make this feel like home.❞ Warning: Contains mild language. © 2016 by guardianzayngels

Louis was an outcast abandoned by his pack. He was a dangerous and well known alpha, causing other packs to stay away and not welcoming him. Harry Styles, just a young omega who wondered off on his own finding himself lost in the woods. He was frightened and alone, not being able to find his way back to his pack. The young wolf didn't know what to do when he stumbled upon the unfamiliar alpha. The alpha however had already come up with a plan.

''And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in.'' - Haruki Murakami (Finished in 2013)

Louis, an upper year Residence Advisor and sexy loudmouth aspiring journalist, pulls along quirky and anxious first year student Harry, determined to help him get the most out of college. The younger boy quickly learns that college isn't just about bad roommates and boring professors, but a place for getting hopelessly lost trying to take a shortcut in the dead of night, getting pulled up onstage in a coffeehouse, getting a bit tipsy and making bad decisions, and maybe even falling for someone entirely off limits. **Trigger Warning: Anxiety/Panic Attacks** *I really appreciate all the lovely messages, but I am not currently looking to translate any of my stories*

"We just had a minor quarrel. Nothing serious, right love?” He leaned in to peck her lips, but she recoiled. Klaus grip tightened, his eyes darkening seriously. He leaned forward, so that his warm breath caressed her ear. She stifled a shiver. “If we really are together, you better show it. Otherwise, Tyler’s body might end up with one of those lovely girls tonight. They seem more than willing,” he threatened. She imagined with pain Tyler’s body kissing other girls, and even more agonizing was the fact that it was Klaus who would be doing it. She closed the gap between them, and kissed him. His other arm immediately snaked around her, holding her close as he prolonged the kiss. This is a Klaroline fan-fiction of how I think that Klaus and Caroline's relationship should be in season 4. Enjoy!

We accept the love we think we deserve. Some people think they are that worthless that they will settle for abusive love. They attract the people that treat them how they think they deserve to be treated. And if you think you're a good person, you will settle for much less than you really do deserve. Harry Styles is one of them. He finds himself oh so often scattered in bruises, finds himself in a relationship with a man that treats him so badly he sometimes passes out. But in his mind, he deserves this. Until one rainy day in London he meets Louis in a small book shop, Louis with that blue eyes that shine like they have their own sun in them, Louis with his feathery brown hair that looks so soft, Louis with his laugh that fills Harry with a warmth he never felt. With a giggle that brightens his day. ''But one day you're going to find someone who will give you everything you deserve, and more.'' Will Louis be that someone for Harry? Warnings: This Fanfiction will deal with depression, anxiety and abuse. If someone can't handle it then you shouldn't read it x thank you all for commenting, voting and reading I love you guys x

Being forced is one of the worst things ever. [WARNINGS: Physical abuse, mentioned rape, foul language] All Rights Reserved © 2014 StrongxLarry