[COMING SOON] So maybe he wasn't a knight in shining armor with a helmet of steel riding a noble steed. This isn't a fairytale, and this sure as hell isn't Shrek with dragons and ogres. But right in this moment I can tell you he was special. Maybe he was only in my life for the shortest amount of time possible, but he was there and for some reason everything seemed to get just a little bit easier to handle with him around. Until God decided to swallow him up. Sometimes I wondered why I even cared about a boy who was rude to me most of the time. He made fun of me for being sick, when deep underneath that hard surface of his, he was sick, too. He acted tough in the face of a threat, but he was a softie underneath. The only reason we actually met was that stupid church sermon I was forced to attend around Easter time with my family. He just so happened to be there with his, and for the most unknown reason ever, my entire family knew his. Except me. [© 2013, ALANNAH FAE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM ALANNAH FAE.]

"In a mad world, only the mad are sane." With nothing but insanity surrounding them, Harry and Rose hardly have a choice of what gets tossed their way next. False identities, mistaken children's lyrics, dictators, torture, Daniel's horrendous yet lovable blabber mouth - it all seems to be a vital role in what fate has to offer. But the question is, who can survive the insanity and who cannot? [Highest Ranking: #8 in FanFiction] [started Nov. 24, 2014 - ended May 17, 2015]

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

He said he was too broken to love her like she deserves. But perhaps, it doesn't really matter. © stormborns, 2014.

She was the anchor that kept him steady above the water. He was the anchor that made her sink. A story filled with ups and downs. An unsteady sea, really.

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)