"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction
They were like Romeo and Juliet; fated to fall in love or maybe...just fated to fall. Cover made by: @JonasKryptonite Copyright @NatalyCanez 2015 Please remember this is fiction so any action or thing said by any of my characters are in no relation to the person in real life. ABSOLUTELY NO TRANSLATIONS OR REPOSTS. TH...
If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...
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. [w...
♡ The year is 1994 and Harry is having a reawakening and discovery. ♡ By popular demand, the much-loved story from Harry Tales gets its very own book! Most Impressive Rankings //#1 in Discovery, #2 in Wattpride, #2 in Queer, #3 in Pride, #4 in Pansexual. Please read with discretion.
within the meadow where the birds chirped and flowers bloomed, the two souls collided like summer and autumn and the changes of the season brought them closer than ever. it was the meadow where magic happened and life blew by giving no time to realize that they too blew away with the wind of winter leaving a chilling...
Louis composes and Harry records. Neither of them is very good at expressing how they feel but what will happen when these two worlds collide? Will the reveal of Louis' secret push them apart or will it all go up in smoke as something else could separate them forever. *** I DO NOT OWN ANY SONGS USED *** The songs ar...
Where Harry is a patient in the hospital of London and has a crush on his blue eyed nurse. • Larry Stylinson • © larry_smilinson
Where Louis looks like a Disney princess and Harry loves puns.
Louis's life was supposed to be perfect. He was engaged, happy, and recently scored his dream job as an art professor at a university. So then, why can't he stop thinking about the mysterious mute student in his class?
••complete 2014•• forced to hide their relationship, two boys meet every night under the stars. the moon their spotlight as they fall deeper in love
"If he scolds, I shall tell him that he sings as sweetly as a bird. If he frowns, I'll say he looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew. If he will not speak a word, I shall say how well he talks. If he tells me to be gone, I shall thank him as if he had asked me to stay a week. Let him scold as loudly as...
••complete 2015•• Nemophilist - one who is fond of forest or forest scenery; a haunter of the woods or louis goes to the woods to pray and he stumbles upon harry, a naked being who lives in the woods.
The abandoned tree house was something to poke Louis' curiosity. His secret is kept, until he finds someone else trespassing in /his/ tree house. © 2014, [larryuniverse]
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
••complete 2014•• once upon a time there lived a beautiful prince, who lived in a beautiful castle. one day he stumbled upon the most beautiful boy he had ever seen and he decided they were going to live happily ever after
••complete 2014•• in which two boys sit and drink tea together, but they never reveal their names
bedfellow; a person who shares a bed with another in which a sad girl and a troubled boy share a bed, nothing else.
Tahlia thought she knew what the difference between reality and fantasy was. Every little girl used to want to be a princess. But then she meets Harry, a troubled kid with strange markings on his back and a dark secret, who shows her both the darkness and the light. And she cannot decide if fairytales are truly real...
"Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many others lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?" - It's A Wonderful Life - 1946 Highest Rank: #203 in Fan Fiction
Rae, the daughter of a lawyer, has always helped her father with cases, but not one quite like this. Aiden, a flirt that never leaves Rae alone, and Harry, a boy no-one really knows, are going to court due to an unsolved murder. No-one seems to believe Harry when he says he's innocent, but Rae sees something in him no...
But baby, our past hurts us worse than my lies. Top θεση: #1 στα Fanfiction (13/4/16) -2016© Don't copy the story.✔
❝You're holding my heart captive. But you don't even know that you have it.❞ © Copyright Qveendom 2013-2015 All Rights Reserved [highest rank #50 fanfiction] !!WARNING: SLOWLY EDITING!!
I ignored his cute chestnut curls and his plump lips, along with his green eyes. I also attempted to ignore his accent. Do you know how hard it is to try to ignore your teacher completely?
"Tell me," he whispered lightly stroking my back. "Please don't marry her..." my words barely audible. He pulls me away from his embrace so he could look at me directly in the eyes, "What?" There was another pause before I said the words I've needed to say. "I love you." And with those three words, both our worlds cam...
"It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. - Frederick Douglass" To me he was that storm but do birds really sing after a storm?
he is golden and unapologetic with boots to match he is monochrome and few words of depths greater than the sea he is starry and exuberant plucked right off the fabric of the night sky he is glaucous and beguiling flowers growing in his mind he is wild but kind an overflowing cup of coffee at 11 in the night -s...
