After her parents are stuck in Maine from a plane accident, 16-year old Sophie Martin is all alone and stuck in the streets of New York City. Being a Canadian native (Quebec, to be precise), she has little to no knowledge about US/New York culture. During her first night of being in the city all alone, she stumbles upon Julian Casablancas of The Strokes. Being a huge fan of their music, a giant wave of excitement crashes over her. But as much as it excites her, it worries her. When Julian invites her over to his apartment, she knows right away that her life is going to take a whole different turn. This is set in the summer of 2003, (pre-"Room On Fire" era). Disclaimer: This story will contain topics such as: smoking, drinking, illegal relationships, sexual activities, mentions of rape and self-harm, and strong language. If you aren't comfortable with this, please don't read this story. All of the characters in the story are completely fictional and are not based on real-life people (except for The Strokes themselves, of course). This is an original storyline.

•A washed up musician. •A beautiful rising star. •A six month tour. What could go wrong?... -Explicit Language -Crude Humor -Drug use/Drug references -Adult Content

•Two good friends. •No strings attached. But when the inevitable happens and strings begin to tie, what will come of their friendship? Will the fear of losing each other in every aspect keep them apart, or bring them together? Will they be left on their own again, despite yearning to be anywhere with the other-when it's always the same, no matter the time spent apart. This is: "Anywhere With You"

Just a tall-tale about how Julian Casablancas found love; one particular name was changed to feel better about writing it. A Julian Casablancas fanfic• Completed•

I didn't know why Julian was so different from my other clients. His voice was the first thing to catch my attention, followed closely by words so hot they lit a fire within me. Everything he said drew me to him like a moth to a flame; but that's the problem with fire. Someone was bound to get burnt. -- Completed as of 14/11/2017. --

It all started when Elise met Julian. Then her life gets complicated. ***New fic!***

This story was requested for me to write by a follower on Tumblr who wanted something inspired by the movie Before Sunrise

A story based off of Julian's first experience at a strip club

First fanfic I ever wrote and am still in the process of finishing up. There are several chapters to it so bare with me. A laid back California girl moves to NYC with one goal on her mind: to get hired as a hair stylist at a high end salon. Little does she know that the big city has more in store for her than she though.

Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer should be; beautiful, captivating. Within the walls of his home, away from Club 102, Harry struggles to get by. He is broken, all shaky hands and fingertips stained blue from too many nights spent in the shower, clutching at soaked denim. He is but the shadow of a man that used to be, and never would be again. Violet falls in love with a man by the name of Harry Styles. It is undeniable; he loves her. But it isn't enough. Cover by: @milkystyles