"Please just leave me alone." I whimpered "I can't do that. Baby you're mine." He said, I shivered when I felt his hot minty breathe down my neck, "only mine." he whispered.

Kidnapped; by one of Britain's most wanted. Stuck; in a mansion with 15 "dolls". AKA, "Daddy's little girls" and each and everyone has an individual reason to be there. And now it's Keegan's time to pay a visit, insisted by yours truly. Britain's most wanted: Harry Edward Styles. "Daddy's home!" The door creaked open as a tall, lean man stepped into our presence. "Hello, baby dolls."

When her mother leaves her with a new babysitter, Rose discovers the "little" side of herself and indulges in a whole world she knew nothing about, but fit perfectly into. ☆ highest ranks: ☆ #19 in fanfiction - February 11th, 2017 #1 in #daddykink - February 1st, 2017

"You're insane," I whimpered as he stepped closer to me. He grinned and whispered into my ear, "Baby, you don't know the half of it."

Bridget wasn't like your average teenager that likes to party. She likes school and hates to party, always gets her work done and doesn't do anything bad or illegal. Harry was basically the opposite. He was attending every party, ditches school a lot and has been caught doing some illegal things. But when these two meet, who would've thought they'd end up dating? when friends, family and even enemies complicate things and past secrets are revealed, can they fight through it and stay strong?

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

secrets are harmless, aren't they? [ highest ranking #90 in fanfiction - 2015.06.25 ]

Olivia (Oli) moves to London to live with her friend Lou. Lou is the head make up artist of the famous british band One Direction. Olivia never heard of such band before. Olivia and Harry meet. They fall in love. But is love enough to keep them together? "Summertime and butterflies all belong to your creation. I love you, that's all I do, I love you." Warning: contains mature content.

If you would have told me that I'd let him in that night, I would have laughed at you. And If you would have told me I would fall in love with him months later, I probably would have dropped dead. I was never the vulnerable type, until he seemed to change just about everything within me.