"Every decade; year; month; week; day; hour; minute; second; millisecond; the earth is slowly shifting. When asteroids invade the Earths atmosphere, it caused a massive blow to the earth's surface. All 7 continents are molded together- only to be separated by little sections of water. What used to be 7 continents, are now one massive country." Keira Jann isn't any ordinary teenage girl. She's the quiet girl who does the most 'oddest' things ever. Love is never he number one priority. She doesn't have friends either. The only person she considers a friend is a boy, from the network. Going through her attic, she finds books written over a decade ago, and beside it, a journal. The journal may be the only thing she has of her father. Reading the words, she questions herself about his disappearance. The journal will unlock her families darkest secrets, and the joy. What she doesn't know: she is being watched. "When asteroids hit earth, everything shatters. Earth has to rebuild itself from scratch. The end of the world. The start of Silversage." ©2014 Danielle Doan All Rights Reserved I have worked really hard on putting this together. Please do not copy or do any of such sort to this book.

he always takes his coffee black. or in which harry suffers from social anxiety and admires the coffee house girl from a far. ©inkedmalik 2014

When seventeen year old Harry moves to a new town, he enters a photography contest where he gets more then just pictures and a story when he choses his complex neighbor as his subject. Started: OCT 2014 WARNING: explicit language, & sexual content

Winters in London are cold. Harry drinks tea to keep warm. Lena doesn't like that. She's much more of a coffee person, really.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

[COMPLETED] What would you do if your roommate was the person you hate the most? Amy now lives with her enemy. The one who broke her heart and she hated. The one and only, Harry Styles. © londonstars

[complete] When Kade discovers that her incredibly annoying classmate, Marcel Styles, is living under a double personality, her attention for him is immediately piqued. Little does she know that by attempting to discover things that are better off kept away, she'll be thrown down a spiral where she'll come to find that everything in her life has been a secret, and everyone she loves has been pretending.

The biggest boyband in the world has a secret, and no, its not that Harry owns a pair of boxers with Zayn's face on it and it's definitely not Louis' scrap booking hobby. No - it's fan fiction. The biggest boyband in the world reads fan fiction about themselves. Follow their journey through rap battles, funny jokes, wild chases, and maybe a fanfic or two. (Or three.) (Or hundreds.) [Highest ranking Fan Fiction #5]

luke's dying- and so is everyone else around him