"There's no such thing as soul mates. I mean just because someone is perfect for you doesn't mean you're meant to be with them. The thing about love is that it's unexpected - the best kind anyway."
Harry Styles fan fiction. When Emma was forced into an arranged marriage by her grandmother all she wanted was to get out of it as soon as possible. But nothings ever as simple as it seems, maybe things happen for a reason?
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Preview of the first book of the Anarchy series, published by Orion Books. Preorder your copies today! This is danger. This is chaos. This is anarchy. All Rights Reserved to Megan DeVos, 2018 ©
After a night of wild partying at a frat house in NYC, Zayn Malik's world suddenly changes in a way he never imagined. And if you ask him, Charlie Dunn is responsible. And as for a seemingly nobody like Charlie, her world is completely different and entirely separate from Zayn's-or so she thinks. But what happens when...
Copyright © 2014, Brunoshooliganx Justin Bieber. Hot young CEO of Multi-million dollar company Bieber Enterprises. Eleanor Lopez. Young journalist working at Grayson Global as an intern. Eleanor gets assigned to do an interview with the CEO by her mean boss who sets her up to fail, knowing Justin Bieber doesn't have...
Nothing but intoxication. Nothing but a cold soul in the middle of the night, when the moon is at it's highest and his glass is at his lowest. When his hand raises, it's enough for me to beg on my knees. It's enough for me to fend for myself, to stop myself from saying anything that intensifies his anger, to stop h...
"You meet a lot of temporary people in this lifetime, I don't want you to be one of them."
A story of first true love between an unsuspecting, extroverted girl and an awkward, beautifully magnetic boy. WARNING: Explicit sexuality. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©
"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. H...