❝we come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly❞ © enlivening. all rights reserved.

The Apocalypse. Something no one ever put thought to but thinking it would never happen. But the impossible happened. The world turned dark and nothing is safe. The world has been taken over by dark, soul-less creatures who appear human but are complete monsters. The only place in the world that still holds life is the middle of the United States of America. Harry was of the darkness. Born and raised in complete discipline to carry himself in a time of horror and chaos, in this case, the Apocalypse. He was eleven when the dark took over and he was the only one in his family to live, considering he was at military school in the US while his family was still in England. No one ever dares to make him mad; his nature to kill and feel as though nothing could stop him. Leslie was of the light. Born and raised in a family of love. She was taught how to live and to believe that good will come to her. She never imagined at nine years old the whole world would be taken over by the darkness of the Apocalypse. Her mother and brother were taken but her father still lives, keeping her safe in a small house in the middle of the woods. All she wants is to live and to help the world become bright again. But one day, forces draw the two together and a new situation comes to rise. He helps her but he fears the action will make her want him to be with her. Their polar opposites and Harry doesn’t know how to act around her. She wants to learn about him but he won’t budge. Will the two ever become friends or will the Apocalypse keep them away from each other? ©2014 Copyright.

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

[COMPLETED] A story that started with a roadtrip in which lots of alcohol and sex was involved but ended with much more complicated things such as love. cover made by @dissolve

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

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

"what do you want to do when you're older?" they asked her. she answered, "live."

Nyctophilia Part of speech: Noun Definition: A love of preference for night, darkness Etymology: nycto- 'night'

"Sometimes when a person leaves, the most comforting thing in the world is a thing they once wore."

being found at an orphange, being the smallest, the most delicate human being there. But, the most strongest one out of them all. She was lost in her past and couldn't find away out, meeting someone who could brighten up your day and make your past disappear. But for little Sophia White, she didn't understand most. She was mute, couldn't speak or show any emotions, she wondered how it would feel to be loved by someone, who would take care of you like there own. And for Harry it was hard to understand that such a beautiful little girl has been through so much. She was intelligent, for such a young age. Only being 4 and a half and knew about things is what made her different and stand out. And that's why Harry found Sophia White.