Virulence: Toxic, Dangerous, and Unpredictable. Who will be the most virulent within this troubling tale? Toxicity simply runs through the bones of so many people....It is too soon to tell. But at a private, university-based boarding school, off of the coast of Northern Scotland, there houses an elite academy which is full of rebellious and wealthy students--many of whom harbor plethora's of troubling secrets. And, with the stark changes to the school's social hierarchy, ignited by the abrupt entry of a student by the name of Catherine Vanderbilt, many of those once-hidden secrets, suddenly seem to come to light. Because of this, along with a torrent of other heinous things, virulence is free-flooding through the bones of them all. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • WARNING: 🔺18+ // THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE AND EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT THROUGHOUT ITS ENTIRETY. VIOLENCE, VULGAR LANGUAGE, AND HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT, ARE SOME COMMON THEMES IN THIS STORY. READERS PLEASE TAKE NOTE. VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED. //🔺 • All Rights Reserved • Started: April 04, 2021 • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 harryedwardstyles #1 overseas #1 darkfanfic #1 unpredictable #1 zendaya #1 darkfanfiction

Nataley's new goal in life is simple: learning to unlove Harry. But how does one unlove the talented and thoughtful almost-stepfather to her son Noah? Warning: Mature scenes of a sexual nature.

When Harry runs a cigarette shop and Aurora sells the sweetest honey. - set in the 70s ° ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ‎⁺ ⁀➷ warnings: detailed sexual scenes mature language lots of fluff aesthetics: honeycore, angelcore, fairycore © blushcherry, 2020-present

Was it a tragedy when he told her? A story about Seraphina Evermore who puts the image of Harry Styles in her head and now she is stuck with it. She watches colours run while someone from behind watches her...

Lola Hawthorne is good at one thing. Murder. Trying to lay low, she's working indirectly with the mafia. Being paid by a mafia employee to help lure in some of the worst of men out there and making sure they never harm another soul again. Lola wants no further involvement in the mafia than what she's already in due to her complicated and often terrifying past. But when she mindlessly hooks up with the anonymous beautiful man with brown curls and green eyes in a bar, she unknowingly gets herself tangled in a mess she's not sure how to get out of. *** "You're gonna kill me," He said, his voice rough. "If that was my plan you'd be dead already." I admitted, taking in the way his eyes seemed to devour me. "I know, darling." He whispered, before the bed dipped from his weight and his hands immediately met my body. *** harry styles mafia au

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.

Sarah Sinclair has spent her entire life running-from danger, from love, from happiness itself. Trouble follows her like a shadow, a consequence of the family she was born into and can never escape. Her parents, drug dealers, owe millions to the wrong people, and their debt comes with a price. ~You make the chaos feel quiet.~ ~You're my only weakness I don't wanna fix.~ ~~This story contains mature subjects such as sexual content , drugs, alcohol, abuse, mature language and more. Please read at your own risk~~ this story does not really include Liam as I don't feel comfortable writing him into this kind of story. And this story no way portrays the characters in real life, just a fanfic!

A forbidden slow-burn romance At twenty-one, Y/N comes home from college and finds herself looking at her father's best friend very differently than she did four years ago. Unfortunately, Jon is looking back. He knows wanting her could cost him one of his closest friendships, so he does the only responsible thing: tries to stay away. Until staying away means watching someone else have her. Tyler is everything Y/N should want-young, sweet, patient, and completely unafraid to choose her. Jon is complicated, forbidden, and determined to resist her right up until the moment he isn't. One man makes sense. The other makes her forget why she ever cared about making sense at all.

Ember and Harry have been friends for a while. What's a drunken make out or two? The feelings have been brewing, the touches have increased, but will will push them over the edge to light the kindling that's been waiting for the flame? Mature and explicit content

18+ | ONGOING *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021