She looked down at the contract in front of her, thinking of only one thing: She wanted to be with him, no matter what it took. "I'll sign it." *WARNING* - Contains many, many sex scenes, curse words, and BDSM relationship.

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.

Luca is a player, who is handsome, caring, and above all extremely charming. Megan is the complete opposite, she is gorgeous but doesn't know it. Guys falls in love with her instantly, not just because of her amazing looks, but also because of the innocent personality that comes goes along with those looks. Luca is Megan's older brother's best friend. In a total cliche kind of way for as long back as Megan could remember she has been in love with Luca. She grew up with him and would trust him with her life, but could she trust him with her heart? While she waits along the wings for Luca to finally notice her as more than his best friend's little sister, there are plenty of men chasing Megan. Will Luca realize his feelings for her before it is too late. Or will Megan decide to move on and pursue one of her many offers?

'Not once did I think would end up in a stupid supermarket buying condoms for my boss's son!' ... Ella Lane became the personal assistant of one of the worlds most respectable business men as soon as she graduated high school, though she didn't know the extra baggage that would come with the job being his son, Harry Styles. He's flirty and charming though Ella can see right through his games as she has become accustomed to it over the past three years in which they soon develop a playful friendship. But what happens when after all this time, one of them begins to feel something just a little bit more than a mutual friendship....

Stacy Anderson is a normal girl at Dawson High School. She's a popular girl with lots of friends, but she doesn't let herself get too close to boys. That all changes when it's her first day of Junior year and a new boy moves into town. A mysterious boy. Named Harry Styles. He is know as a "bad boy" and people steer clear of him. But is he really all bad? Will Stacy learn to trust him? Will she get too close and regret it?

Destany is a 19 year old normal average girl. She likes this british/irish boyband named One Direction. little did she know that one of them was her best friend from her childhood. She wouldn't know because her mother spent years making her daughter forget about him. What happens if fate makes them meet in a way and he remembers her but she still has no clue who he is other than this famous boy from a famous boy-band. [WARNING]: October 24th, This story was written when I was barely 13, my views have changed obviously my writing has too, and this isn't a book in proud of and you might cringe a LOT while reading but meh you've been warned.

(DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST BOOK 'Through the Dark') Sky's started a new chapter in her life without Harry, yet she's reunited with an old friend and has met new friends too. A few months without contact with Harry, he finally sees her and she agrees to meet up and talk. Skylar and Harry face a whole new bunch of obstacles -even some old ones- that could either make or break -even more- their relationship. Read more to find out...

A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wanted it. So when Harry meets Ella Mason the first day of his sophomore year in college, it doesn't take long to know she's the one he had always been waiting for. After all, just months before, he'd said goodbye to his old ways. It was perfect timing. Or was it? ❝You're my safe place, baby. You're my haven.❞ © Amanda V. Montgomery Warning: Contains Mature Content.

*Updates most Mondays* Book Two in the Darien Grace Chronicles "I couldn't hear the music. I knew that it was pulsing all around me, I could feel it vibrate through the air, but I couldn't hear it. I hadn't been able to hear it for a while now. I just couldn't. I hadn't set foot near a piano in nearly three weeks. The music didn't matter. What was the point of it anyway? Music was a distraction. Music was a curse."